Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 7
Andboring!Ican’tunderstandwhatpinetreeshavetodowithmagic?What?LadyYennefer!Youpromisedtoanswermyquestions!"
"Unfortunately,"sighedthemagician,pickingupthesheetofpaperandcriticallyappraisingthedrawing,"IthinkI’mgoingtoregretthatpromise.Whatdopinetreeshaveincommonwithmagic?Nothing.Butyou’vedrawnitcorrectly,andontime.Intruth,excellentforavirgin."
Areyoulaughingatme?"
No.Irarelylaugh.Ireallyneedtohaveagoodreasontolaugh.Concentrateonthenextpage,Surprise.Therearerowsofstars,circles,crossesandtrianglesdrawnonit,adifferentnumberof
eachshapeineachrow.Thinkandanswer:howmanystarsshouldtherebeinthelastrow?"
"Starsaresilly!"
"Howmany?"
"Three!"
Yenneferdidnotsayanythingforalongtime.Shestaredatadetailonthecarvedwardrobedoorknownonlytoher.ThemischievoussmileonCiri’slipsstartedslowlytodisappearuntilfinallyitdisappearedaltogether,withoutatrace.
"Nodoubtyouwerecurioustolearn,"saidthemagicianveryslowly,notceasingtoadmirethewardrobe,"whatwouldhappenifyougavemeasenselessandstupidreply.YouthoughtperhapsthatImightnotnoticebecauseIamnotintheleastinterestedinyouranswers?Youthoughtwrongly.Youbelieved,perhaps,thatIwouldsimplyacceptthatyouarestupid?Youwerewrong.
