Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           Thisisnotsomeponyorhorseorsleighride.ThisisKaerMorhen!Onthesewindmillsandpendulumsofyours,onthisKillerpathofyours,dozensofboyshavebrokentheirbonesandtwistedtheirnecks,boyswhowerehard,seasonedvagabondslikeyou,foundonroadsandpulledoutofgutters.Sinewyscampsandgood-for-nothings,prettyexperienceddespitetheirshortlives.WhatchancehasCirigot?Eventhoughshe’sbeenbroughtupinthesouthwithelvenmethods,evengrowingupunderthehandofabattle-axelikeLionessCalanthe,thatlittleonewasandstillisaprincess.Delicateskin,slightbuild,lightbones...She’sagirl!Whatdoyouwanttoturnherinto?Awitcher?"

           "Thatgirl,"saidGeraltquietlyandcalmly,"thatpetite,delicateprincesslivedthroughtheMassacreofCintra.Leftentirelytoherowndevices,shestolepastNilfgaard’scohorts.Shesuccessfullyfledthemarauderswhoprowledthevillages,plunderingandmurderinganythingthatstilllived.ShesurvivedonherownfortwoweeksintheforestsofTransriver,entirelyalone.Shespentamonthroamingwithapackoffugitives,sloggingashardasalltheothersandstarvinglikealltheothers.Foralmosthalfayear,havingbeentakeninbyapeasantfamily,sheworkedonthelandandwiththelivestock.Believeme,Triss,lifehastried,seasonedandhardenedhernolessthangood-for-nothingslikeus,whowerebroughttoKaerMorhenfromthehighways.Ciriisnoweakerthanunwantedbastards,likeus,whowereleftwithwitchersintavernslikekittensinawickerbasket.