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"
After
the
war
?
"
"
After
the
war
...
"
Yennefer
's
voice
changed
a
little
.
"
No
,
I
never
saw
him
after
the
war
.
For
a
long
time
...
I
did
n't
see
anybody
.
Well
,
back
to
the
point
,
Poet
.
I
am
a
little
surprised
to
discover
that
you
do
not
know
anything
,
you
have
not
heard
anything
and
that
,
in
spite
of
this
,
someone
searching
for
information
picked
you
out
to
stretch
over
a
beam
.
Does
n't
that
worry
you
?
"
"
It
does
.
"
"
Listen
to
me
,
"
she
said
sharply
,
banging
her
tumbler
against
the
table
.
"
Listen
carefully
.
Strike
that
ballad
from
your
repertoire
.
Do
not
sing
it
again
.
"
"
Are
you
talking
about
--
"
"
You
know
perfectly
well
what
I
'm
talking
about
.
Sing
about
the
war
against
Nilfgaard
.
Sing
about
Geralt
and
me
,
you
'll
neither
harm
nor
help
anyone
in
the
process
,
you
'll
make
nothing
any
better
or
worse
.
But
do
not
sing
about
the
Lion
Cub
of
Cintra
.
"
She
glanced
around
to
check
if
any
of
the
few
customers
at
this
hour
were
eavesdropping
,
and
waited
until
the
lass
clearing
up
had
returned
to
the
kitchen
.
"
And
do
try
to
avoid
one-to-one
meetings
with
people
you
do
n't
know
,
"
she
said
quietly
.
"
People
who
'
forget
'
to
introduce
themselves
by
conveying
greetings
from
a
mutual
acquaintance
.
Understand
?
"
He
looked
at
her
surprised
.
Yennefer
smiled
.
