Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 3
"Whodoyouwanttodeceive,Geralt?Me?Her?Ormaybeyourself?Maybeyoudon’twanttoadmitthetruth,atrutheveryoneknowsexceptyou?Maybeyoudon’twanttoacceptthefactthathumanemotionsandfeelingsweren’tkilledinyoubytheelixirsandGrasses!Youkilledthem!Youkilledthemyourself!Butdon’tyoudarekilltheminthechild!"
"Silence!"heshouted,leapingfromthechair."Silence,Merigold!"
Heturnedawayandloweredhisarmsdefencelessly."Sorry,"hesaidquietly."Forgiveme,Triss."Hemadeforthestairsquickly,buttheenchantresswasupinaflashandthrewherselfathim,embracinghim.
"Youarenotleavingherealone,"shewhispered."Iwon’tletyoubealone.Notrightnow."
Theyknewimmediatelywhereshehadrunto.Fine,wetsnowhadfallenthateveningandhadcoveredtheforecourtwithathin,impeccablywhitecarpet.Inittheysawherfootsteps.
Ciriwasstandingontheverysummitoftheruinedwall,asmotionlessasastatue.Shewasholdingtheswordaboveherrightshoulder,thecross-guardateyelevel.Thefingersofherlefthandwerelightlytouchingthepommel.
Onseeingthem,thegirljumped,spuninapirouetteandlandedsoftlyinanidenticalbutreversemirrorposition.
"Ciri,"saidthewitcher,"comedown,please."
Itseemedshehadn’theardhim.Shedidnotmove,notevenamuscle.Triss,however,sawthereflectionofthemoon,thrownacrossherfacebytheblade,glistensilveroverastreamoftears.
