Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 7
Huh,nodoubtsomemagicalscentmadeofmandrakeorambergris.Doyouusemagicalscents,Ciri?"
"No!Iusesoap!Somethingyourarelyuse!"
"Ohho."Eurneidtwistedherlips."Whatsarcasm,whatspite!Andwhatairs!"
"Sheneverusedtobelikethis,"IolatheSecondpuffedup."Shebecamelikethiswhenshestartedspendingtimewiththatwitch.Shesleepswithher,eatswithher,doesn’tleaveherside.She’spracticallystoppedattendinglessonsattheTempleandnolongerhasamomenttospareforus!"
"Andwehavetodoalltheworkforher!Bothinthekitchenandinthegarden!Lookatherlittlehands,Iola!Likeaprincess!"
"That’sthewayitis!"squeakedCiri."Somehavebrains,sotheygetabook!Othersarefeather-brained,sotheygetabroom!"
"Andyouonlyuseabroomforflying,don’tyou?Patheticwizard!"
"You’restupid!"
"Stupidyourself!"
"No,I’mnot!"
"Yes,youare!Comeon,Iola,don’tpayanyattentiontoher.Sorceressesarenotoursortofcompany."
"Ofcoursetheyaren’t!"yelledCiriandthrewthebasketofgrainontheground."Chickensareyoursortofcompany!"
Thenovicesturneduptheirnosesandleft,passingthroughthehoardofcacklingfowl.
Ciricursedloudly,repeatingafavouritesayingofVesemir’swhichshedidnotentirelyunderstand.
