Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           "Thereareafewlittlethingsinthesaddle-bagswhichI’llneed."

           "Yougavemeaverydisagreeableexperiencenotsolongago,"hemutteredassoonastheyhadenteredthestable."Istudiedyourimpressivetombstonewithmyowneyes.TheobeliskinmemoryofyourheroicdeathatthebattleofSodden.Thenewsthatitwasamistakeonlyreachedmerecently.Ican’tunderstandhowanyonecouldmistakeanyoneelseforyou,Triss."

           "It’salongstory,"sheanswered."I’lltellyousometime.Andpleaseforgivemeforthedisagreeablemoment."

           "There’snothingtoforgive.I’venothadmanyreasonstobehappyoflateandthefeelingsIexperiencedonhearingthatyoulivedcannotcomparetoanyother.ExceptperhapswhatIfeelnowwhenIlookatyou."

           Trissfeltsomethingexplodeinsideher.Herfearofmeetingthewhite-hairedwitcher,whichhadaccompaniedherthroughoutherjourney,hadstruggledwithinherwithherhopeofhavingsuchameeting.Followedbythesightofthattired,jadedface,thosesickeyeswhichsaweverything,coldandcalculating,whichwereunnaturallycalmbutyetsoinfusedwithemotion...

           Shethrewherarmsaroundhisneck,instantly,withoutthinking.Shecaughtholdofhishand,abruptlyplaceditonthenapeofherneck,underherhair.Atinglingrandownherback,penetratedherwithsuchraptureshealmostcriedout.Inordertomuffleandrestrainthecryherlipsfoundhislipsandstucktothem.