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born, nor later. I was afraid. I may never see her, am I not right? At least
I have the right to see my daughter while you’re murdering her.’
‘I repeat, it’s out of the question. It is certain death. For me as well as you.
If my attention, my will falters... No, your Majesty.’
Foltest turned away, started towards the door. For a moment Geralt thought
he would leave without a word, without a parting gesture, but the king stopped
and looked at him.
‘You inspire trust,’ he said, ‘although I know what a rogue you are. I was
told what happened at the tavern. I’m sure you killed those thugs solely for
word to spread, to shock people, to shock me. It’s obvious that you could
have dealt with them without killing. I’m afraid I’ll never know whether you
are going there to save my daughter, or to kill her. But I agree to it. I have
to agree. Do you know why?’
Geralt did not reply.
‘Because I think,’ said the king, ‘I think that she is suffering. Am I not
right?’
The witcher fixed his penetrating eyes on the king. He didn’t confirm it,
didn’t nod, didn’t make the slightest gesture, but Foltest knew. He knew the
answer.

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