Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           "Thishiredmonstermurderer,thispoeticbutcherwholikestodiscussdestiny?"

           "Itoldyou,thelasttimeIsawhim—"

           "Iknowwhatyousaid,"Rienceinterrupted."Ilistenedcarefullytowhatyousaid.Andnowyou’regoingtolistencarefullytome.Answermyquestionsprecisely.Thequestionis:ifnoonehasseenGeralt,orGerald,theWitcherforoverayear,whereishehiding?Wheredoesheusuallyhide?"

           "Idon’tknowwhereitis,"thetroubadoursaidquickly."I’mnotlying.Ireallydon’tknow—"

           "Tooquick,Dandilion,tooquick."Riencesmiledominously."Tooeager.Youarecunningbutnotcarefulenough.Youdon’tknowwhereitis,yousay.ButIwarrantyouknowwhatitis."

           Dandilionclenchedhisteethwithangeranddespair.

           "Well?"Riencemadeasigntothereekingman."Whereisthewitcherhiding?Whatistheplacecalled?"

           Thepoetremainedsilent.Theropetightened,twistinghishandspainfully,andhisfeetlefttheground.Dandilionletoutahowl,briefandbrokenbecauseRience’swizardlyringimmediatelygaggedhim.

           "Higher,higher."Riencerestedhishandsonhiships."Youknow,Dandilion,Icouldusemagictosoundoutyourmind,butit’sexhausting.Besides,Ilikeseeingpeople’seyespopoutoftheirsocketsfrompain.Andyou’regoingtotellmeanyway."

           Dandilionknewhewould.Theropesecuredtohisanklesgrewtaut,thebucketoflimescrapedalongtheground.