Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           Trisswinkedather,smirkinglikearascalwellpleasedwithhismischief,andmovedherlipstopromptthememorisedlines.

           "Indisposed!"endedCiriloudlyandproudly,turninghernoseupalmosttotheceiling.

           Vesemirhawkedagain.ButEskel,dearEskel,kepthisheadandoncemorebehavedaswasfitting.

           "Ofcourse,"hesaidcasually,smiling."Weunderstandandclearlywewillpostponeyourexercisesuntilyourindispositionhaspassed.Wewillalsocutthetheoryshortand,ifyoufeelunwell,wewillputitasideforthetimebeing,too.Ifyouneedanymedicationor—"

           "I’lltakecareofthat,"Trisscutinjustascasually.

           "Aha..."OnlynowdidCiriblushalittle–shelookedattheoldwitcher."UncleVesemir,I’veaskedTriss...thatis,MissMerigold,to...thatis...Well,tostayherewithus.Forlonger.Foralongtime.ButTrisssaidyouhavetoagreeforsooth.UncleVesemir!Sayyes!"

           "Iagree..."Vesemirwheezedout."Ofcourse,Iagree..."

           "Weareveryhappy."OnlynowdidGeralttakehishandfromhisforehead."Weareextremelypleased,Triss."

           Theenchantressnoddedslightlytowardshimandinnocentlyflutteredhereyelashes,windingachestnutlockaroundherfinger.Geralt’sfaceseemedalmostgravenfromstone.

           "Youbehavedveryproperlyandpolitely,Ciri,"hesaid,"offeringMissMerigoldourongoinghospitalityinKaerMorhen.Iamproudofyou."

           Cirireddenedandsmiledbroadly.Theenchantressgaveherthenextpre-arrangedsign.