Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           Andhergender?Whatdifferencedoesthatmake?"

           "Youstillask?Youstilldareaskthat?"yelledthemagician."Whatdifferencedoesitmake?Onlythatthegirl,notbeinglikeyou,hasherdays!Andbearsthemexceptionallybadly!AndyouwanthertotearherlungsoutontheKillerandsomebloodywindmills!"

           Despiteheroutrage,Trissfeltanexquisitesatisfactionatthesightofthesheepishexpressionsoftheyoungwitchers,andVesemir’sjawsuddenlydroppingopen.

           "Youdidn’tevenknow."Shenoddedinwhatwasnowacalm,concernedandgentlereproach."You’repatheticguardians.She’sashamedtotellyoubecauseshewastaughtnottomentionsuchcomplaintstomen.Andshe’sashamedoftheweakness,thepainandthefactthatsheislessfit.Hasanyoneofyouthoughtaboutthat?Takenanyinterestinit?Ortriedtoguesswhatmightbethematterwithher?Maybeherveryfirstbleedhappenedhere,inKaerMorhen?Andshecriedtoherselfatnight,unabletofindanysympathy,consolationorevenunderstandingfromanyone?Hasanyoneofyougivenitanythoughtwhatsoever?"

           "Stopit,Triss,"moanedGeraltquietly."That’senough.You’veachievedwhatyouwanted.Andmaybeevenmore."

           "Thedeviltakeit,"cursedCoën."We’veturnedouttoberightidiots,there’snotwowaysaboutit,eh,Vesemir,andyou—"

           "Silence,"growledtheoldwitcher."Notaword."