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"
Oh
,
hell
.
What
is
it
now
?
"
"
It
's
been
so
long
,
why
is
n't
Geralt
...
Why
is
n't
he
coming
?
"
"
He
's
forgotten
about
you
,
no
doubt
,
ugly
one
.
He
's
found
himself
a
prettier
girl
.
"
"
Oh
,
no
!
I
know
he
has
n't
forgotten
!
He
could
n't
have
!
I
know
that
,
I
know
that
for
certain
,
Lady
Yennefer
!
"
"
It
's
good
you
know
.
You
're
a
lucky
ugly
one
.
"
"
I
did
n't
like
you
,
"
she
repeated
.
Yennefer
did
not
look
at
her
as
she
stood
at
the
window
with
her
back
turned
,
staring
at
the
hills
looming
black
in
the
east
.
Above
the
hills
,
the
sky
was
dark
with
flocks
of
ravens
and
crows
.
In
a
minute
she
's
going
to
ask
why
I
did
n't
like
her
,
thought
Ciri
.
No
,
she
's
too
clever
to
ask
such
a
question
.
She
'll
dryly
draw
my
attention
to
my
grammar
and
ask
when
I
started
using
the
past
tense
.
And
I
'll
tell
her
.
I
'll
be
just
as
dry
as
she
is
,
I
'll
parody
her
tone
of
voice
,
let
her
know
that
I
,
too
,
can
pretend
to
be
cold
,
unfeeling
and
indifferent
,
ashamed
of
my
feelings
and
emotions
.
I
'll
tell
her
everything
.
I
want
to
,
I
have
to
tell
her
everything
.
I
want
her
to
know
everything
before
we
leave
Melitele
's
Temple
.
Before
we
part
to
finally
meet
the
one
I
miss
.
The
one
she
misses
.
The
one
who
no
doubt
misses
us
both
.
I
want
to
tell
her
that
...
I
'll
tell
her
.
It
's
enough
for
her
to
ask
.
