Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

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           "Geralt?"theenchantressmoanedsuddenly."Where…arewe?"

           "Amongstfriends."

           Tmhere,"saidCiri,strokingherchestnuthair.Tmatyourside.Don’tbeafraid.Youfeelhowwarmitishere?Acampfire’sburningandadwarfisjustgoingtobringsomemedicinefor…Foryourstomach."

           "Geralt,"sobbedTriss,tryingtodisentangleherselffromtheblankets.No…nomagicelixirs,remember…"

           "Iremember.Liepeacefully."I’vegotto…Oooh…"

           Thewitcherleanedoverwithoutaword,pickeduptheenchantresstogetherwithhercocoonofcaparisonsandblankets,andmarchedtothewoods,intothedarkness.Cirisighed.

           Sheturned,hearingheavypanting.Behindthewagonappearedthedwarf,heftingaconsiderablebundleunderhisarm.Thecampfireflamegleamedonthebladeoftheaxebehindhisbelt;therivetsonhisheavyleatherjerkinalsoglistened.

           "Where’sthesickone?"hesnarled."Flownawayonabroomstick?"

           Ciripointedtothedarkness.

           "Right."Thedwarfnodded."IknowthepainandI’veknownthesamenastycomplaint.WhenIwasyoungerIusedtoeateverythingImanagedtofindorcatchorcutdown,soIgotfoodpoisoningmanyatime.Whoisshe,thisEnchantress?"

           "TrissMerigold."

           "Idon’tknowher,neverheardofher.IrarelyhaveanythingtodowiththeBrotherhoodanyway.