History Heartwarming / TheWitcher

* In ToC, when Yennefer and Geralt had finally spoken to each other, honestly, and sincerely, they attended a mage banquet at Thanned together. During the banquet, the mages decided to read his mind, curious about him, and was disorientated and shocked by his thoughts - of his love for Yennefer.

* Ciri being accepted into the outlaw gang known as the Rats, a motley collection of girls and boys whose lives have all been touched by war.

** Also doubles as {{Heartwarming}} in the Witcher 3 DLC ''Blood and Wine'' if the Player had romanced Yennefer - who would [[spoiler: gives up all of her politics, plots and plans to retire in Toussaint with Geralt, a house with a vineyard where they can finally live out their dreams.]]

---> Also doubles as {{Heartwarming}} in the Witcher: Wild Hunt, Blood and Wines if the Player had romanced Yennefer - who would [[spoiler: give up all of her politics, plots and plans to retire in Toussaint with Geralt, a house with a vineyard, where they can live out their dreams.]]

* ''Heartwarming/TheWitcher2019''

* In the "Time of Contempt", Molnar - the banker, informed Yennefer that 'the Witcher' had ran up a debt, which he would have cancelled as favour to Yennefer. Despite her efforts to insist upon her indifference, Yennefer inquired after him, and was visibly upset as she said:

---> 'A pretty dream', said Yennefer, stroking him lightly on the shoulder. 'A home. A house built with your own hands, and you and I in that house. You would keep horses and sheep, and I would have a little garden, cook food and card wool, which we would take to market. With the pennies earned from selling the wool and various crops we would buy what we needed; let's say some copper cauldrons and an iron rake. Every now and then, Ciri would visit us with her husband and three children, and Triss Merigold would occasionally look in, to stay for a few days. We'd grow old together, beautifully and with dignity, and should I ever get bored, you would play for me in the evening on your homemade bagpipes. Playing the bagpipes - as everyone knows - is the best remedy for depression. [/quoteblock]

--> He looked at Yennefer walking alongside him, at white-and-black-and-diamond Yennefer, with her raven hair and violet eyes and the sorcerers trying to sound him out became unsettled and disorientated; confronted with his blissful satisfaction, they were clearly losing their composure and poise. Yes, he answered in his thoughts, ''you're not mistaken. There is only she, Yennefer, at my side, here and now, and only she matters. Here and now. And what she was long ago, where she was long ago, and who she was long ago doesn't have any, doesn't have the slightest, importance. Now she's with me, here, among you all. With me, with no one else. That's what I'm thinking right now, thinking only about her, thinking endlessly about her, smelling the scent of her perfume and the warmth of her body. And you can all choke on your envy. [/quoteblock]

---> Geralt knew that, in moments like this, the enchantress's telepathic abilities were sharpened and very powerful, so he thought about beautiful matters and beautiful things. About things which would give her joy. About the exploding brightness of the sunrise. About fog suspended over a mountain lake at dawn. About crystal waterfalls, with salmon leaping up them, gleaming as though made of solid silver. About warm drops of rain hitting burdock leaves, heavy with dew. He thought for her and Yennefer smiled, listening to his thoughts. [/quoteblock]

--> [[quoteblock]] He looked at Yennefer walking alongside him, at whie-and-black-and-diamond Yennefer, with her raven hair and violet eyes and the sorcerers trying to sound him out became unsettled and disorientated; confronted with his blissful satisfaction, they were clearly losing their composure and poise. Yes, he answered in his thoughts, ''you're not mistaken. There is only she, Yennefer, at my side, here and now, and only she matters. Here and now. And what she was long ago, where she was long ago, and who she was long ago doesn't have any, doesn't have the slightest, importance. Now she's with me, here, among you all. With me, with no one else. That's what I'm thinking right now, thinking only about her, thinking endlessly about her, smelling the scent of her perfume and the warmth of her body. And you can all choke on your envy. [/quoteblock]