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What
will
I
tell
our
mother
?
"
he
wailed
.
What
am
I
going
to
say
to
her
?
"
No
one
said
anything
.
Not
far
away
,
surrounded
by
soldiers
in
the
black
and
gold
of
Kaedwen
,
lay
Wenck
.
He
was
breathing
with
difficulty
and
every
breath
forced
bubbles
of
blood
to
his
lips
.
Triss
knelt
next
to
him
and
a
knight
in
shining
armour
stood
over
them
both
.
"
Well
?
"
asked
the
knight
.
"
Lady
enchantress
?
Will
he
live
?
"
"
I
've
done
everything
I
can
.
"
Triss
got
to
her
feet
,
pinched
her
lips
.
"
But
...
"
"
What
?
"
"
They
used
this
.
"
She
showed
him
an
arrow
with
a
strange
head
to
it
and
struck
it
against
a
barrel
standing
by
them
.
The
tip
of
the
arrow
fell
apart
,
split
into
four
barbed
,
hook-like
needles
.
The
knight
cursed
.
"
Fredegard
...
"
Wenck
uttered
with
difficulty
.
"
Fredegard
,
listen
-
"
"
You
must
n't
speak
!
"
said
Triss
severely
.
"
Or
move
!
The
spell
is
barely
holding
!
"
"
Fredegard
,
"
the
commissar
repeated
.
A
bubble
of
blood
burst
on
his
lips
and
another
immediately
appeared
in
its
place
.
"
We
were
wrong
...
Everyone
was
wrong
.
It
's
not
Yarpen
...
We
suspected
him
wrongly
...
I
vouch
for
him
.
Yarpen
did
not
betray
...
Did
not
betr
-
"
