Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 1
"Whatfor,ifImayask?"
"Nevermind,"shesaid,toyingwiththeemptytumbler."Letusgetbacktomoreimportantquestions.Thoseyouwereaskedinthepigstywhileyourarmswerebeingtwistedoutoftheirsockets.Whatreallyhappened,Dandilion?HaveyoureallynotseenGeraltsinceyoufledthebanksoftheYaruga?Didyoureallynotknowhereturnedsouthafterthewar?Thathewasseriouslywounded–soseriouslytherewereevenrumoursofhisdeath?Didn’tyouknowanything?"
"No.Ididn’t.IstayedinPontVanisforalongtime,inEsteradThyssen’scourt.AndthenatNiedamir’sinHengfors—"
"Youdidn’tknow."Theenchantressnoddedandunfastenedhertunic.Ablackvelvetribbonwoundaroundherneck,anobsidianstarsetwithdiamondshangingfromit."Youdidn’tknowthatwhenhiswoundshealedGeraltwenttoTransriver?Youcan’tguesswhohewaslookingfor?"
"ThatIcan.ButIdon’tknowifhefoundher."
"Youdon’tknow,"sherepeated."You,whousuallyknoweverything,andthensingabouteverything.Evensuchintimatemattersassomeoneelse’sfeelings.IlistenedtoyourballadsbeneathBleobheris,Dandilion.Youdedicatedagoodfewversestome."
"Poetry,"hemuttered,staringatthechicken,"hasitsrights.Nooneshouldbeoffended—"
"‘Hairlikearaven’swing,asastorminthenight...’"quotedYenneferwithexaggeratedemphasis,"‘...andinthevioleteyessleeplightningbolts...’Isn’tthathowitwent?"
"That’showIrememberedyou."
