Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 2
Aha,thoughttheenchantress,soit’syourwork,masterofthesword.Predictableenough,Ciri’sshorttunicdoeslookasifithasbeencutoutwithaknifeandsewntogetherwithanarrow-head.
"Thedaysare,indeed,gettingshorter,"shecontinued,notwaitingforacomment."Butwe’regoingtomaketodayshorterstill.Ciri,haveyoufinished?Comewithme,ifyouplease.Weshallmakesomevitaladjustmentstoyouruniform."
"She’sbeenrunningaroundinthisforayear,Merigold,"saidLambertangrily."Andeverythingwasfineuntil..."
"...untilawomanarrivedwhocan’tbeartolookatclothesinpoortastewhichdon’tfit?You’reright,Lambert.Butawomanhasarrived,andtheoldorder’scollapsed;atimeofgreatchangehasarrived.Comeon,Ciri."
Thegirlhesitated,lookedatGeralt.Geraltnoddedhisagreementandsmiled.Pleasantly.Justashehadsmiledinthepastwhen,when...
Trissturnedhereyesaway.Hissmilewasnotforher.
Ciri’slittleroomwasafaithfulreplicaofthewitchers’quarters.Itwas,liketheirs,devoidofalmostallfittingsandfurniture.Therewaspracticallynothingtherebesideafewplanksnailedtogethertoformabed,astoolandatrunk.Witchersdecoratedthewallsanddoorsoftheirquarterswiththeskinsofanimalstheykilledwhenhunting–stags,lynx,wolvesandevenwolverines.OnthedoorofCiri’slittleroom,however,hungtheskinofanenormousratwithahide-ousscalytail.
