Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           Yourealisethat,don’tyou?We’vediscussedmattersconcerningyourgenderoftenenoughandinenoughdetailforyoutoknowthatyou’realreadyawoman.Physiologically,thatistosay.Surelyyou’venotforgottenwhatwetalkedabout?"

           "No.Ihaven’t."

           WhenyouvisitJarreIhopetherearen’tanyproblemswithyourmemoryeither?"

           Ciriloweredhereyes,butonlymomentarily.Yenneferdidnotsmile.

           "Dryyourselfandcomehere,"shesaidcoolly."Nosplashing,please."

           Wrappedinatowel,Cirisatdownonthesmallchairatthemagician’sknees.Yenneferbrushedthegirl’shair,everynowandagainsnippingoffadisobedientwispwithapairofscissors.

           "Areyouangrywithme?"askedthegirlreluctantly."For,for…goingtothetower?"

           "No.ButNennekedoesn’tlikeit.Youknowthat."

           "ButIhaven’t…Idon’tcareaboutJarreintheleast."Ciriblushedalittle."Ionly…"

           "Exactly,"mutteredtheenchantress."Youonly.Don’tplaythechildbecauseyou’renotoneanymore,letmeremindyou.Thatboyslobbersandstammersatthesightofyou.Can’tyouseethat?"

           "That’snotmyfault!WhatamIsupposedtodo?"

           YenneferstoppedcombingCiri’shairandmeasuredherwithadeep,violetgaze.

           "Don’ttoywithhim.It’sbase.