#calanthe

[kesterite]

morally questionable party

[thedemonofcat]

In which Jaskier is detained in Cintra after visiting the newborn princess. Not because he did anything bad. It’s just that baby Ciri only sleeps soundly if Jaskier puts her yo bed with a lullaby.

Calanthe is not above keeping a bard prisoner for her grandchild.

"You're from Bremervoord, aren't you?" Calanthe asked Jaskier one evening.

"Yes, that's right. I'm the Viscount of Lettenhove," Jaskier replied as politely as possible. Now that he had been moved from the dungeons to a proper bedroom, he wasn’t about to risk his good fortune.

"And yet you travel with a witcher," Calanthe remarked, her sharp gaze dissecting Jaskier as though trying to unravel a puzzle.

"Nobility, ruling a land—it's never been for me," Jaskier confessed. He rarely spoke about this part of his life. "Besides, you can't become a world-renowned bard without seeing the world first."

"And your parents? They're fine with this... lifestyle?" Calanthe pressed.

"My father? Not in a million years," Jaskier said, almost amused. But he knew better than to laugh in front of the queen.

"And your mother?" Calanthe continued, her eyes lingering on him in a way that made Jaskier uneasy, as if she were trying to place his face.

"My mother died when I was a child," Jaskier replied softly. Even after all these years, the loss still ached. Then, more cautiously, he added, "If I may ask, Your Majesty—why the sudden interest?"

Calanthe paused for a moment before rising to leave the room Jaskier now called home. As she locked the door behind her, she glanced back. "You look familiar, Julian," she said, her words hanging in the air as she departed.

[bookcalanthedaily]

YOU GUYS

YOU GUYS?????????????????

I AM GOING FERAL ABSOLUTELY INSANE

LOOK AT HER LOOK AT HER BEAUTIFUL FACE

YEAH CLUTCH UR PEARLS QUEEN BECAUSE SAME

[laurikarauchscat]

calanthe

7 millionth attempt at drawing Calanthe.

Still not happy. But whatever. I will just keep trying, and as we know ... she will be vanquished eventually.

.....

Btw - I decided to do something different:

I got these for my birthday recently (🤪) and because I love the person who gave them to me I am actively pretending to love them. So this entire picture and all the ones that follow will be created entirely by using these (and one, 1, red pencil) untill the box is empty. We are 2 down - 98 to go.

[ormakona]

Calanthe Fiona Riannon of Cintra, known also as the "Lioness of Cintra" and "Ard Rhena" ("High Queen" in Elder Speech), was a queen of Cintra, the mother of Pavetta, and grandmother of Ciri. Her nephew, Crach an Craite, called her "Modron". She was known for her bravery and beauty.

[akira-ichigo]

Fallen of not, you are still an angel in Niffty’s vision

[relar-fela]

Andrzej Sapkowski saying abortion is an irrefutable right way back in 1992:

"My mother? No, Calanthe. I presume she had a choice... [...] A suitable spell or elixir would have been sufficient... A choice. A choice which should be respected, for it is the holy and irrefutable right of every woman"

- Geralt of Rivia, Sword of Destiny (1992)

I am reading the witcher books again and came across the discussion between Geralt and Calanthe in Sword of Destiny. It's the small things that really elevates Sapkowski in my opinion, he is not afraid to comment on political and social topics through his work.

[zoeysdamn]

||The Witcher tarot | Wheel of Fortune | Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon||

[Other cards of the Witcher tarot can be found here and on my Instagram art account]

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This card was a bit tricky, because at first I didn’t know who to draw on it. It has a strong meaning related to destiny, fate, karma, changes (even unwelcomed ones) and turning points ; so Ciri was a good choice. But I wasn’t entirely convinced yet. And then I remembered the chapter when her whole lineage is unfolded by the Lodge of Sorceresses. And I thought that she is indeed the Child of Destiny, but even more than that a lot of her female ancestors played a major role in her fate, that she is partly a product of that. More than everything else, Ciri is also the one who breaks this cursed lineage – quite literally the wheel of the Lara Dorren cursed descendance.

I could have put Falka along with Lara Dorren, Calanthe and Pavetta, but I decided against it as I was first tempted to draw her on another card.

[xylo-phone]

Playing dress up with Calanthe 🫀

[multifandomfix]

Beyond The Call Of Duty — Calanthe

Summary: You’re Ciri’s handmaiden, and a close confidant to the young princess, so when she finds out about your feelings for her grandmother, Queen Calanthe, you fear her seeing it as a betrayal to your duty.

Word Count: 977

Warnings: Some angst, tiny bit steamy at the end

You weren’t but 17 when you started caring for the newborn princess. Over the years you went from nanny to handmaiden, as the princess began to grow from a babe into a young woman. But most importantly, you became a friend and confidante for the girl who would one day be a queen.

You’d had your share of hardships that you had helped Ciri to survive and endure, and your presence in her life had helped shape the woman she was becoming. When her parents died, she only had you and her grandmother, Queen Calanthe, to rely on.

You’d always adored Calanthe, she was every bit a queen, a warrior and a friend. Yet respect and admiration had blurred over the years into something much deeper for you. You loved her.

Out of your sense of duty to Ciri, as well as to Calanthe herself, you never breathed the words aloud. There were times when you were absolutely fine with that decision, and other times where your heart ached at the mere sight of Calanthe. Even in those moments, you said nothing.

Being as busy as she was, Ciri hardly ever saw her grandmother and you at the same time. It was usually one or the other. You got her ready for dinners and for dances, and helped to make her more comfortable when they were over. And her grandmother was there for the middle of all of it.

The times she did see the two of you together, she started to notice a pattern. You had always been humble and kind in Calanthe’s presence, but there were times when you looked at her and your eyes held nothing but sadness. It took Ciri several years to understand the meaning of that sadness, but once she did, things changed.

One evening, as you brushed the princess’s long white hair, she asked you a question. You’d paused mid-stroke when the words had come out of her mouth.

“How long have you loved her?”

You tried to resume your brushing as casually as you could manage given how much her question had shaken you. “I don’t know what you mean,” you replied, as quickly as you were able to recover your voice.

“You know precisely what I mean,” Ciri insisted, trying to catch your eye in the mirror. You refused to meet her gaze.

It was then that Ciri spun around in her chair, her hair slipping from your hands as she looked to you with a pleading expression. “Answer me, please. I have a right to know.”

You supposed that was true enough. Yet still, you felt as if saying it would be a betrayal of Ciri’s trust. You were meant to be her handmaid and nothing more. Even if Ciri did consider you a friend, that would all be over when you finally told her of the secret you’d been keeping for so many, many years.

“I don’t know exactly how long it’s been,” you finally answered. It was the truth. The change from admiration to love had not been something that simply occurred one night. It had taken months, maybe years to realize that your feelings had changed at all.

“But you love her still?” You felt a pull of longing in your chest, all but answering the princess’s question.

“I do.”

“How good to know.” The voice came from the doorway, where you and Ciri both looked to see Calanthe standing there.

“I—” you swallowed, feeling a lump rising in your throat as you tried to explain. “I never meant anything improper.”

“I know. You’ve been a faithful servant for many years. You could have thrown that all away to throw yourself at me, lord knows others have done so. But you chose your duty. Why?”

What was it with this family and the hard questions, you wondered as you tried to formulate an answer. “It’s always come first,” you settled on. “It was more important to me to be by Ciri’s side and support your family than it was to take a foolish chance on my own selfish desires.”

“I don’t know if I’d say they were foolish,” Calanthe responded. For a moment, you weren’t sure what she meant by that. When your face changed from confusion to realization, Calanthe spoke to her granddaughter. “Cirilla, the room please, just for a moment.”

“Of course.” Ciri dismissed herself and shut the door behind her, granting you and Calanthe some privacy.

“I do admire your dedication, but happiness is not selfish. I believe you have earned your share of it, if you’re willing to take it.”

Even in the candlelight, you could see the glint of challenge in Calanthe’s eye. Was she really presenting you with such an opportunity? To be happy? To be hers? You didn’t wish to presume in case you were wrong but…her offer may not last forever.

Already standing so close, it was not difficult for you to bridge the gap between your bodies. It was as if your body had willed itself towards her. It was without thinking that you kissed her. It was desperate, perhaps more so than you would have liked for your first, but it was what you needed if it was to be your last with her.

She kissed you back, matching your energy and biting your bottom lip. When you finally pulled away, you were left with heaving breaths as you waited for your heart to return to its normal rhythm.

“I hope you know that you need not deny yourself any longer. You have always been a part of this family and I could ask for no one more loyal to have at my side. You may continue on as Ciri’s handmaid at your own discretion. Regardless what you decide, I hope you will remain in our lives in whatever capacity you deem fit.”

For anon

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[kesterite]

i doubt romance comes naturally to the durge

[askcintra]

Calanthe, dress up Ciri in your dress!

[bookcalanthedaily]

'The King...' stammered Crach. 'Is at sea, Modron. He is looking for the remains... And the bodies. Since yesterday...' 'Why did he let them?' shouted the queen. 'How could he allow it?'

[laurikarauchscat]

The Lioness of Cintra

"Queen Calanthe of Cintra was, by all accounts, a beautiful and ferocious person. Difficult to get along with, yet beloved by her people.

Her death marked the fall of Cintra as a truly independent state."

"She died, as she lived, on her own terms."

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Ai - she remains resistant to letting me draw her as I mean to. I'll just keep trying.

It is said she died wearing her ceremonial wear, so I drew her in CINTRAN royal blue cloak, but in a simpler gown.

Anyway: I was inspired by gwent art and leauge of Legends hero art. This will be the first of a series, and the next will be Pavetta. She's usually a lot nicer to me.

[I can't post this on Instagram yet cause I called a guy a twat and got suspended 😐]

[shadowyrainbow-naomi]

CALANTHE!

I was in a mood to draw a cute oc!!

[chaosandorder46]

I accidentally referred to 'Calatheas' as 'Calanthes' today and honestly? Both are ruthless and will ruin your life while looking gorgeous. So, Calanthe it is, I suppose.