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"
The
Child
of
Elder
Blood
...
Feainnewedd
...
Luned
aep
Hen
Ichaer
...
Deithwen
...
The
White
Flame
...
No
,
no
...
No
!
"
"
Ciri
!
"
"
The
black
knight
...
with
feathers
in
his
helmet
...
What
did
he
do
to
me
?
What
happened
?
I
was
frightened
...
I
'm
still
frightened
.
It
's
not
ended
,
it
will
never
end
.
The
lion
cub
must
die
...
Reasons
of
state
...
No
...
No
...
"
"
Ciri
!
"
"
No
!
"
The
girl
turned
rigid
and
squeezed
her
eyelids
shut
.
"
No
,
no
,
I
do
n't
want
to
!
Do
n't
touch
me
!
"
Ciri
's
face
suddenly
changed
,
hardened
;
her
voice
became
metallic
,
cold
and
hostile
,
resounding
with
threatening
,
cruel
mockery
.
"
You
have
come
all
this
way
with
her
,
Triss
Merigold
?
All
the
way
here
?
You
have
come
too
far
,
Fourteenth
One
.
I
warned
you
.
"
"
Who
are
you
?
"
Triss
shuddered
but
she
kept
her
voice
under
control
.
"
You
will
know
when
the
time
comes
.
"
"
I
will
know
now
!
"
