Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 7
"GeasMuire…GeasMuire!"
Sherememberedthetricklesofdarkbeerpouredontothefloor,thehornssmashedagainstthestonewallsofthehallinburstsofdesperate,helpless,senselessanger."GeasMuire!Pavetta!"
Pavetta,thePrincessofCintra,andherhusband,PrinceDuny.
Ciri’sparents.Perished.Killed.GeasMuire,theCurseoftheSea,hadkilledthem.Theyhadbeenswallowedupbyatempestwhichnoonehadforeseen.Atempestwhichshouldnothavebrokenout…
CiriturnedherheadawaysothatYenneferwouldnotseethetearsswellinginhereyes.Whyallthis,shethought.Whythesequestions,theserecollections?There’snoreturningtothepast.There’snoonethereformeanymore.Notmypapa,normymama,normygrandmother,theonewhowasArdRhena,theLionessofCintra.UncleCrachanCraite,nodoubt,isalsodead.Ihaven’tgotanybodyanymoreandamsomeoneelse.There’snoreturning…
Themagicianremainedsilent,lostinthought.
"Isthatwhenyourdreamsbegan?"sheaskedsuddenly.
"No,"Cirireflected."No,notthen.Notuntillater."
"When?"
Thegirlwrinkledhernose.
"Inthesummer…Theonebefore…Becausethefollowingsummertherewasthewaralready…"
"Aha.ThatmeansthedreamsstartedafteryoumetGeraltinBrokilon?"
Shenodded.I’mnotgoingtoanswerthenextquestion,shedecided.
