Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 1
ButRiencedidnotseemtorequireconfirmation.
"Itistobeunderstood,"hestated,"thatIwillknowimmediatelyifyouaretellingthetruth,ifyoutrytotrickmeIwillrealisestraightaway,andIwon’tbefooledbyanypoeticploysorvagueerudition.Thisisatrifleforme–justasparalysingyouonthestairswasatrifle.SoIadviseyoutoweigheachwordwithcare,youpieceofscum.So,let’sgetonwithitandstopwastingtime.Asyouknow,I’minterestedintheheroineofoneofyourbeautifulballads,QueenCalantheofCintra’sgranddaughter,PrincessCirilla,endearinglyknownasCiri.Accordingtoeye-witnessesthislittlepersondiedduringthesiegeofthetown,twoyearsago.Whereasinyourballadyousovividlyandtouchinglydescribedhermeetingastrange,almostlegendaryindividual,the...witcher...Geralt,orGerald.Leavingthepoeticdrivelaboutdestinyandthedecreesoffateaside,fromtherestoftheballaditseemsthechildsurvivedtheBattleofCintrainonepiece.Isthattrue?"
"Idon’tknow..."moanedDandilion."Byallthegods,I’monlyapoet!I’veheardthisandthat,andtherest..."
"Well?"
"TherestIinvented.Madeitup!Idon’tknowanything!"ThebardhowledonseeingRiencegiveasigntothereekingmanandfeelingtheropetighten."I’mnotlying!"
"True."Riencenodded."You’renotlyingoutright,Iwouldhavesensedit.Butyouarebeatingaboutthebush.Youwouldn’thavethoughttheballadupjustlikethat,notwithoutreason.
