Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           "Quiteright."Yennefernodded,stillgazingathernails."Itisaseriousmatter.Itneedstobethoughtover."

           Bothsaidnothingforawhile.Thenovicesstrollingthroughtheparkglancedatthemwithcuriosity,whispered,giggled.

           "Well?"

           "Wellwhat?"

           "Haveyouthoughtaboutit?"

           Cirileapedtoherfeet,snortedandstamped.

           "I…I…"shepanted,unabletocatchherbreathfromanger."Areyoumakingfunofme?Ineedtime!Ineedtothinkaboutit!Forlonger!Forawholeday…Andnight!"

           YenneferlookedherintheeyesandCirishrivelledunderthegaze.

           "Thesayinggoes,"saidthemagicianslowly,"thatthenightbringssolutions.Butinyourcase,Surprise,theonlythingnightcanbringisyetanothernightmare.Youwillwakeupagain,screamingandinpain,drenchedinsweat.Youwillbefrightenedagain,frightenedofwhatyousaw,frightenedofwhatyouwon’tbeabletoremember.Andtherewillbenomoresleepthatnight.Therewillbefear.Untildawn."

           Thegirlshuddered,loweredherhead.

           "Surprise."Yennefer’svoicechangedimperceptibly."Trustme."

           Theenchantress’sshoulderwaswarm.Theblackvelvetofherdressaskedtobetouched,Thescentoflilacandgooseberries

           intoxicateddelightfully.Herembracecalmedandsoothed,relaxed,temperedexcitement,stilledangerandrebellion.