Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           Understand?That’swhythearmedincidentsinDolAngraaremostcertainlyfortuitousmatters,probablyattacksbybrigandsorskirmisheswithsmugglers…Innowaycantheybetheworkofregulararmies,neitheroursnorthoseofNilfgaard…Becausethatwouldbepreciselyacasusbelli…"

           "Aha.Jarre,tellme-"

           Shebrokeoff.Sheraisedherheadabruptly,quicklytouchedhertempleswithherfingersandfrowned.

           "I’vegottogo,"shesaid."LadyYenneferiscallingme."

           "Youcanhearher?"Theboywasintrigued."Atadistance?How…"

           "I’vegottogo,"sherepeated,gettingtoherfeetandbrushingthedustoffherknees."Listen,Jarre.I’mleavingwithLadyYennefer,onsomeveryimportantmatters.Idon’tknowwhenwe’llbeback.Iwarnyoutheyaresecretmatterswhichconcernonlywizards,sodon’taskanyquestions."

           Jarrealsostoodup.Headjustedhisclothingbutstilldidnotknowwhattodowithhishands.Hiseyesglazedoversickeningly.

           "Ciri…"

           "What?"

           "I…I…"

           "Idon’tknowwhatyou’retalkingabout,"shesaidimpatiently,glaringathimwithherhuge,emeraldeyes.Nordoyou,obviously.I’moff.Takecare,Jarre."

           "Goodbye…Ciri.Haveasafejourney.I’ll…I’llbethinkingofyou…"

           Cirisighed.