-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Анджей Сапковский
-
- Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
-
- Стр. 58/356
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
And
I
will
be
the
one
to
give
the
child
a
number
of
elixirs
,
who
will
watch
the
Changes
of
mutation
,
who
will
watch
,
with
my
own
eyes
...
Watch
the
ashen-haired
child
die
.
Oh
,
no
.
Triss
shuddered
again
.
Never
.
Not
at
such
a
price
.
Besides
,
she
thought
,
I
've
probably
got
excited
too
soon
again
.
That
's
probably
not
what
this
is
about
.
We
talked
over
supper
,
gossiped
about
this
and
that
.
I
tried
to
guide
the
conversation
to
the
Child
Surprise
several
times
to
no
avail
.
They
changed
the
subject
at
once
.
She
had
watched
them
.
Vesemir
had
been
tense
and
troubled
;
Geralt
uneasy
,
Lambert
and
Eskel
falsely
merry
and
talkative
,
Coën
so
natural
as
to
be
unnatural
.
The
only
one
who
had
been
sincere
and
open
was
Ciri
,
rosy-cheeked
from
the
cold
,
dishevelled
,
happy
and
devilishly
voracious
.
They
had
eaten
beer
potage
,
thick
with
croutons
and
cheese
,
and
Ciri
had
been
surprised
they
had
not
served
mushrooms
as
well
.
They
had
drunk
cider
,
but
the
girl
had
been
given
water
and
was
clearly
both
astonished
and
revolted
by
it
.
"
Where
's
the
salad
?
"
she
had
yelled
,
and
Lambert
had
rebuked
her
sharply
and
ordered
her
to
take
her
elbows
off
the
table
.
Mushrooms
and
salad
.
In
December
?
Of
course
,
thought
Triss
.
They
're
feeding
her
those
legendary
cave
saprophytes
--
a
mountain
plant
unknown
to
science
--
giving
her
the
famous
infusions
of
their
mysterious
herbs
to
drink
.
The
girl
is
developing
quickly
,
is
acquiring
a
witcher
's
infernal
fitness
.
Naturally
,
without
the
mutation
,
without
the
risk
,
without
the
hormonal
upheaval
.
But
the
magician
must
not
know
this
.
It
is
to
be
kept
a
secret
from
the
magician
.
They
are
n't
going
to
tell
me
anything
;
they
are
n't
going
to
show
me
anything
.
I
saw
how
that
girl
ran
.
I
saw
how
she
danced
on
the
beam
with
her
sword
,
agile
and
swift
,
full
of
a
dancer
's
near-feline
grace
,
moving
like
an
acrobat
.
I
must
,
she
thought
,
I
absolutely
must
see
her
body
,
see
how
she
's
developing
under
the
influence
of
whatever
it
is
they
're
feeding
her
.
And
what
if
I
managed
to
steal
samples
of
these
"
mushrooms
"
and
"
salads
"
and
take
them
away
?
Well
,
well
...
