Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           "Therearemoreandmoreofthem."Cirilookedupwards."They’reflyingandflying…Likeinautumn…Hideousbirds…Thepriestessessaythatit’sabadsign…Anomen,orsomething.Whatisanomen,LadyYennefer?"

           "LookitupinDhuDwimmermorc.There’sawholechapteronthesubject."

           Silence.

           "LadyYennefer…"

           "Oh,hell.Whatisitnow?"

           "It’sbeensolong,whyisn’tGeralt…Whyisn’thecoming?"

           "He’sforgottenaboutyou,nodoubt,uglyone.He’sfoundhimselfaprettiergirl."

           "Oh,no!Iknowhehasn’tforgotten!Hecouldn’thave!Iknowthat,Iknowthatforcertain,LadyYennefer!"

           "It’sgoodyouknow.You’realuckyuglyone."

           "Ididn’tlikeyou,"sherepeated.

           Yenneferdidnotlookatherasshestoodatthewindowwithherbackturned,staringatthehillsloomingblackintheeast.Abovethehills,theskywasdarkwithflocksofravensandcrows.

           Inaminuteshe’sgoingtoaskwhyIdidn’tlikeher,thoughtCiri.No,she’stooclevertoasksuchaquestion.She’lldrylydrawmyattentiontomygrammarandaskwhenIstartedusingthepasttense.AndI’lltellher.I’llbejustasdryassheis,I’llparodyhertoneofvoice,letherknowthatI,too,canpretendtobecold,unfeelingandindifferent,ashamedofmyfeelingsandemotions.I’lltellhereverything.