Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

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           "Youweren’t…"shewhispered,closinghereyes,"youweren’tneutral…"

           "No,Iwasn’t.Butyou’realive.Trissisalive."

           "Howisshe?"

           "ShehitherheadfallingoutofthewagonwhenYarpentriedtorescueit.Butshe’sfinenow.Treatingthewounded."

           Ciricasthereyesaround.Amidstthesmokefromthelastwagons,burningout,silhouettesofarmedmenflickered.Andallaroundlaychestsandbarrels.Someofwereshatteredandthecontentsscattered.Theyhadcontainedordinary,greyfieldstones.Shestaredatthem,astounded.

           "AidforDemawendfromAedirn."YarpenZigrin,standingnearby,groundhisteeth."Secretandexceptionallyimportantaid.Aconvoyofspecialsignificance!"

           "Itwasatrap?"

           Thedwarfturned,lookedather,atGeralt.Thenhelookedbackatthestonespouringfromthebarrelsandspat.

           "Yes,"heconfirmed."Atrap."

           "FortheSquirrels?"

           "No."

           Thedeadwerearrangedinaneatrow.Theylaynexttoeachother,notdivided–elves,humansanddwarves.YannickBrasswasamongstthem.Thedark-hairedelfinthehighbootswasthere.Andthedwarfwithhisblack,plaitedbeard,glisteningwithdriedblood.Andnexttothem…

           "Paulie!"sobbedReganDahlberg,holdinghisbrother’sheadonhisknees."Paulie!Why?"

           Noonesaidanything.Noone.Eventhosewhoknewwhy.