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"
I
've
got
to
have
time
to
think
about
it
,
"
she
said
hesitantly
.
"
Quite
right
.
"
Yennefer
nodded
,
still
gazing
at
her
nails
.
"
It
is
a
serious
matter
.
It
needs
to
be
thought
over
.
"
Both
said
nothing
for
a
while
.
The
novices
strolling
through
the
park
glanced
at
them
with
curiosity
,
whispered
,
giggled
.
"
Well
?
"
"
Well
what
?
"
"
Have
you
thought
about
it
?
"
Ciri
leaped
to
her
feet
,
snorted
and
stamped
.
"
I
...
I
...
"
she
panted
,
unable
to
catch
her
breath
from
anger
.
"
Are
you
making
fun
of
me
?
I
need
time
!
I
need
to
think
about
it
!
For
longer
!
For
a
whole
day
...
And
night
!
"
Yennefer
looked
her
in
the
eyes
and
Ciri
shrivelled
under
the
gaze
.
"
The
saying
goes
,
"
said
the
magician
slowly
,
"
that
the
night
brings
solutions
.
But
in
your
case
,
Surprise
,
the
only
thing
night
can
bring
is
yet
another
nightmare
.
You
will
wake
up
again
,
screaming
and
in
pain
,
drenched
in
sweat
.
You
will
be
frightened
again
,
frightened
of
what
you
saw
,
frightened
of
what
you
wo
n't
be
able
to
remember
.
And
there
will
be
no
more
sleep
that
night
.
There
will
be
fear
.
Until
dawn
.
"
