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"
I
promised
to
be
sincere
.
"
Ciri
,
annoyed
,
pulled
herself
up
straight
and
wriggled
in
her
hard
chair
which
,
after
many
hours
of
sitting
,
hurt
her
backside
.
"
Nothing
's
going
to
come
of
it
!
"
she
snarled
,
wiping
her
charcoal-smeared
fingers
on
the
table
.
"
After
all
this
,
nothing
...
Nothing
works
out
for
me
!
I
'm
not
cut
out
to
be
a
magician
!
I
knew
that
right
from
the
start
but
you
did
n't
want
to
listen
to
me
!
You
did
n't
pay
any
attention
!
"
Yennefer
raised
her
eyebrows
.
"
I
did
n't
want
to
listen
to
you
,
you
say
?
That
's
interesting
.
I
usually
devote
my
attention
to
every
sentence
uttered
in
my
presence
and
note
it
in
my
memory
.
The
one
condition
being
that
there
be
at
least
a
little
sense
in
the
sentence
.
"
"
You
're
always
mocking
me
.
"
Ciri
grated
her
teeth
.
"
And
I
just
wanted
to
tell
you
...
Well
,
about
these
abilities
.
You
see
in
Kaer
Morhen
,
in
the
mountains
...
I
could
n't
form
a
single
witcher
Sign
.
Not
one
!
"
"
I
know
.
"
You
know
?
"
"
I
know
.
But
that
does
n't
mean
anything
.
"
"
How
's
that
?
Well
...
But
that
's
not
all
!
"
