
‘What a company I ended up with,‘ Geralt continued, shaking his head. ‘Brothers in arms! A team of heroes! What have I done to deserve it? A poetaster with a lute. A wild and loopy half-dryad, half-woman. A vampire, who‘s about to notch up his fifth century. And a bloody Nilfgaardian who insists he isn‘t a Nilfgaardian.‘