Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           "

           "Hmm…AndcouldI…WhenwillIbeabletodosomethinglikethat?"

           "Idon’tknow.Maybenever.Wouldthatyoudon’thaveto."

           Silence.Nowords.Heat.Thescentofflowersandherbs.

           "LadyYennefer?"

           "Whatnow,uglyone?"

           "Howoldwereyouwhenyoubecameawizard?"

           "WhenIpassedthepreliminaryexams?Thirteen."

           "Ha!JustlikeIamnow!Andhow…Howoldwereyouwhen…No,Iwon’taskaboutthat-"

           "Sixteen."

           "Aha…"Ciriblushedfaintlyandpretendedtobesuddenlyinterestedinastrangelyformedcloudhoveringoverthetempletowers."Andhowoldwereyou…whenyoumetGeralt?"

           "Older,uglyone.Abitolder."

           "Youstillkeeponcallingmeuglyone!YouknowhowIdon’tlikeit.Whydoyoudoit?"

           "BecauseI’mmalicious.Wizardsarealwaysmalicious."

           "ButIdon’twantto…don’twanttobeugly.Iwanttobepretty.Reallypretty,likeyou,LadyYennefer.CanI,throughmagic,beasprettyasyouoneday?"

           "You…Fortunatelyyoudon’thaveto…Youdon’tneedmagicforit.Youdon’tknowhowluckyyouare."

           "ButIwanttobereallypretty!"

           "Youarereallypretty.Areallyprettyuglyone.Myprettylittleuglyone…"

           "Oh,LadyYennefer!"

           "Ciri,you’regoingtobruisemythigh.