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.

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