Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           Iam,afterall,yourdearfriend.Yourvaluablefriendshipistooimportanttometodisappointyou,dearfriend.

           Shouldyou,inthenextfewyears,wishtowritetome,donothesitateforamoment.Yourlettersinvariablygivemeboundlesspleasure.

           YourfriendYennefer

           Thelettersmelledoflilacandgooseberries.

           Geraltcursed.

           Hewastornfromhisreveriebythemovementondeckandarockingofthebargethatindicatedtheywerechangingcourse.Someofthepassengerscrowdedstarboard.SkipperBoatbugwasyellingordersfromthebow;thebargewasslowlyandlaboriouslyturningtowardstheTemerianshore,leavingthefairwayandcedingrightofwaytotwoshipsloomingthroughthemist.Thewitcherwatchedwithcuriosity.

           Thefirstwasanenormousthree-mastedgalliassatleastahundredandfortyyardslong,carryinganamaranthflagwithasilvereagle.Behindit,itsfortyoarsrhythmicallyhardatwork,glidedasmaller,slimgalleyadornedwithablackensignwithgold-redchevron.

           "Ooohh,whathugedragons,"saidBoatbugstandingnexttothewitcher."They’repushingaheckofawave,thewaythey’reploughingtheriver."

           "Interesting,"mutteredGeralt."ThegalliassissailingundertheRedanianflagbutthegalleyisfromAedirn."

           "FromAedirn,verymuchso,"confirmedtheskipper."AnditcarriestheGovernorofHagge’spennon.