Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           "Spareme,Iswearbythegods…I’llhandyoumymoney…Handyoueverything…I’llshowyouwhereit’shidden…"

           "Where’sRience,Myhrman?"

           Thecharlatanshookatthesoundofthevoice.Hewasnotafearfulman;therewerenotmanythingsofwhichhewasafraid.Butthevoiceofthewhite-hairedmancontainedthemall.Andafewothersinaddition.

           Withasuperhumaneffortofthewill,heovercamethefearcrawlinginhisvisceralikesomefoulinsect.

           "Huh?"Hefeignedastonishment."What?Who?Whatdidyousay?"

           ThemanbentoverandMyhrmansawhisface.Hesawhiseyes.Andthesightmadehisstomachsliprightdowntohisrectum.

           "Don’tbeataboutthebush,Myhrman,don’ttwistupyourtail."ThefamiliarvoiceofShani,themedicalstudentcamefromtheshadows."WhenIwasherethreedaysago,here,inthishigh-backedchair,atthistable,satagentlemaninacloaklinedwithmusk-rat.Hewasdrinkingwine,andyouneverentertainanybody-onlythebestoffriends.Heflirtedwithme,brazenlyurgedmetogodancingattheThreeLittleBells.Ievenhadtoslaphishandbecausehewasstartingtofondleme,remember?Andyousaid:"Leaveheralone,MasterRience,don’tfrightenher,Ineedsmustbeongoodtermswiththelittleacademicsanddobusiness".Andyoubothchuckled,youandyourMasterRiencewiththeburnedface.Sodon’tstartplayingdumbnowbecauseyou’renotdealingwithsomeonedumberthanyourself.