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How much further is it?

Where are we even going?

At least it came when we were safe.

A trial of grasses isn't safe.

You want to kill yourself trying to become a mutant.

So if you survive, you can kill yourself trying to get revenge.

Which part did I miss?

Don't really give a shit about what I want.

All you care about is... damn duty.

Longer than breathing, you've done your part.

Need more than that.

It's very... I do understand.

What's up there?

Do you hear something?

Come on, Roach.

Let's go.

This is the shallowest part of the river.

I'll check that it's safe to cross.

What do you mean, safe?

I'll try and draw it out first.

Draw what out?

It's some kind of China book.

I don't know what that is, but let me have a look. Stay here.

Where are they?

I didn't say.

So I had to guess.

Nennekes.

We've both been fools.

Whatever's running through that girl's veins, whatever we made from it,

it's more dangerous than we know.

What's wrong?

Resume.

What is it? It's here.

What's happened?

Who's here?

Surprise.

It's here.

How quick.

Easy, girl.

Is there anything we can do?

Enjoy your last walk across the meadow and through the mist.

Be not afraid of her, for she is your friend.

Are you ready for this

Where the fuck are my swords?

It's beautiful.

Never seen a spot like it.

My favorite thing to do as a girl was flower picking with my mother.

After she died, I kept one to remember her by.

One day, it started to wilt.

I held that flower.

I don't know why exactly, but it began to feel warm inside.

And the flower bloomed again.

that spell over and over for years.

Till my father caught me.

That's when he tried to lead the village in a crusade against me.

But he failed.

Gage held him down while I slit his throat.

The village built a statue in my honour.

And I were too, though.

They taught us the art of politics.

Art of persuasion.

Quick tongue to bend others so they think that they're in control.

Like of your friend, Cahir.

You're different with him around.

Not afraid, perhaps, but smaller.

He was my superior.

Was.

Because you bent him to believe so.

Time for him to stop thinking he's in power.

To know you are.

The white flame ruled Nilfgaard.

Yes, but my people, the face they see that feeds them every day, that welcomes

them in from the cold, is yours.

That is worth something.

In times of war, hard decisions must be made.

I don't begrudge you yours.

Persecution of the elves is despicable.

I know you well enough to understand that you did not forsake the mission the

White Flame gave us.

You just got a little... detracted.

It's time to return to the real reason that we took Cintra in the first place.

The girl was last seen in Sodden, Anton.

I'm sorry.

About Roach.

About all of this. Don't be.

I'm proud of you, Ciri.

What you did back there was courageous.

I had that feeling again.

When the China bog came to me.

The pool.

But I... I don't think it wanted to hurt me.

It didn't want to hurt you.

The monsters are coming through the monoliths.

It's my fault.

It's not that simple.

Geralt.

When the night caught me, all I could feel was fear.

I was so scared.

But I also felt anger.

Later, there were also some men from Cintra who found me.

They were going to take me to the night to collect a reward.

But I... I wasn't scared that time.

I just... I knew what could happen.

He screamed.

I killed them, Geralt.

How many were there?

Four. Only four.

You've got some catching up to do.

So what now?

I think we'll find our answers there.

Malatellae.

Goddess of fertility and harvest.

I'm impressed.

I do, in fact, read.

The graduates of the temple school are known to become midwives, historians,

healers... And witches.

Vesemir sent me here when I was about your age.

It's where witches learn to do science.

Yes, I too was once a child.

Where is she taking that?

Don't worry, we're safe.

There's no fighting here, no politics.

The temple is known for its neutrality.

The temple is what you make of it.

But yet, some find it more giving than others.

I have missed you.

I have missed you too, Nenneke.

Now, who are you?

I think we can, at the very least, start to guide you in the art of controlling

your chaos.

What's that?

It's the feeling inside.

It's a feeling you can't control.

Like the daughter of chaos?

Where did you hear that?

Siri, the questions you are asking require knowledge that's been lost to

And knowledge like that is usually lost for a reason.

Are you sure you're ready?

Whatever gave me this chaos, hiding from it won't fix it.

I'm ready for the truth, whatever it takes.

That spirit.

You're just like him.

Gerald.

Ask him to tell you about the odd incident nearly destroyed the

very office we are sitting in.

Ah, this is Yare, one of our best students.

Pleasure to meet you, milady.

My magical.

Lady?

Whatever it takes.

Yare, take Ciri to the library. She's in dire need of the oboculum.

Help me.

Now that you've had a chance to speak with her, what do you think?

I don't see any side upon which you are not entirely fucked.

She's a princess.

Kingdoms will want her for her status.

Nilfgaard already does.

You know how many have been killed in pursuit of her?

Thousands, yes, I know.

Will she have elder blood?

She's a fucking tinderbox.

By all means, go on.

You said... She recited Ithlin's prophecy during one of her episodes.

Yes, but I wonder what may or may not be folklore dictate my path.

What does she know of the Wild Hunt?

She believes what most people believe. What are you driving at, Nenneke?

She's a child of destiny.

There are forces at play, larger than we know.

You are a part of her.

She a part of you.

But it's not enough.

I know.

What can I do?

I taught you in all things palettes.

Find what is missing in the girl. Then maybe you stand a chance of helping

her.

I hope training is going well.

Our people have lived in the mountains long enough.

They know how to kill.

They know how to defend.

Can they learn how to kill first?

Imagine a time when we can return to valuing beauty, the land, and

life. Death is a part of life.

But that is the cost of getting our land back.

Do you believe it will happen?

Something shifted in the air, Francesca.

Since that soldier arrived.

I know.

Everything feels more vulnerable.

Including Frangilla.

I'm taking care of it.

I was sceptical.

I'll be the first to admit, but... I'm not here to tell you what to do.

I'm here to ask what you need of me.

I will greet the elves who arrive on boats. I will train them in human

I'll don your guardian armour if it's what's important.

Whatever you need.

I need you to stay by my side.

She is what's most important now.

How's Vesemir?

Stable.

But shaken.

What our card figure is.

What would a mage want with Vesalier?

Well, why don't we ask the expert?

What business could one of your kind have here?

Merry gold?

That bastard is not one of my kind.

Oh, fuck me. I was only poking. I didn't mean nothing by it.

Fire magic is off limits for us.

Whoever he is, he's not working for the Brotherhood.

If you say so.

I don't think Vesemir is what he was after.

Well, at least he left empty -handed.

You're sure it contains her blood?

This wasn't part of our arrangement.

We arranged for you to bring me the girl.

You fucked that up.

Here we are.

Oh, dear.

What?

Get out.

I was saying it's a work in progress.

Perhaps the terms of our deal can be updated.

What do you want?

To meet your employer.

My lord is a private man.

Why should you give two shits about meeting him? He seemed like a man with

vision. I'd like to help him see it through.

There's an old saying.

Better to be the right hand of the devil than in his path.

I'll see what I can do.

Now, you expect to get out of that temple with the rest of your faith

You'll need a crew.

I know some particularly savage brothers.

Hello Hello

You're

lucky the traps broken usually it shoots

20 -inch metal spikes out of the studs. Got a hawker a few nights ago.

I can still hear it screaming.

That's, uh, that's chilling.

I take it you are Alice Quadringer. I am.

My name is Istredd.

So this is Hen, Gedemdius, Elves and Humans.

All copies of Thor Lost.

Yeah, well, we have a great number of lost works of literature and text

here. That's one reason why our services come at a premium.

Now, you were saying you are in need of... Yes, um,

I need information.

Oh, information.

Information is power.

In the wrong hands, it can be a weapon.

Tell me, are you acting on behalf of Stregobor?

Don't lie to me.

No, I'm not.

And how do you know who I am?

We know lots of things.

We?

But this is Fen.

I'm Fen, the cat.

Desmeralda, what kind of information are you looking for?

Well, I've heard a great many things about you both.

Namely, you're who to ask sensitive questions. Sensitive questions

are our favorite.

They come very expensive.

Well, I need to know what a witcher, a monolith, and a mysterious girl have to

do with Nilfgaard.

Will this do?

These are new guardian mouths.

Do you work for them?

Does it matter?

Only that it makes you more interesting.

The girl is Zorilla of Ventra.

And how do you know that?

Like I told you.

We know lots of things.

Do you work here? Me?

I'm a historian in training.

You'll need this to begin your studies.

This is your buculum.

What does it do exactly?

I'm not sure.

Not much of a historian.

Well, that's a tool for majors.

I don't want to brag, but my tool is bigger and much more powerful.

Knowledge, like this book, it's about all sorts of amazing things, like, did

know that some aniromancers can relive past events just by looking at a

painting? And this is my favourite, the myth about the long -lost tower

somewhere on the continent that used to connect to the island.

Sorry.

Your big old tool almost broke my toe.

Thank you for walking me here.

I'm going to go and practice now.

Can I help you? No, I was just admiring the architecture.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Be with you in a minute, Siri.

Carol, do you know what to do with this?

Sorry. Siri.

Sorry. This is my dear friend.

Dear friend?

This is Yennefer.

You're Yennefer.

And you must be his child surprise.

Fucking pointies think they can join our ranks.

Fringilla's lost her mind.

Thank the gods you came back when you did.

Well, the elves have endured much, and Nilfgaard has given them a haven.

Loyalty seems an easy return on the investment.

Loyalty to whom?

This isn't the White Flames doing, you know.

This is all Fringilla.

They hold a sword like this.

Yes, like this.

Yes, like this. So when they come with an attack...

Ready to defend yourself, yes?

Good. Perhaps a proper demonstration would help your ward.

No, you don't have to fight him, Darren. We're not fighting.

We're all on the same side.

Don't you remember?

You fight like that impossible Joe can't kill them all the

baby. It's early

expect me to believe that unicorns exist?

Of course they do.

I tried a stuffed one until it broke under mysterious circumstances.

Well, I'd love to see one someday.

You'd be in rare company if they only approached those who are pure of heart.

Which reminds me, how did you get your hands on one?

Good sir.

I'm a beacon of purity.

Did you survive in Sodden?

I almost didn't.

I'm one of the lucky ones, depending on your definition of luck.

Well, Geralt says you're the most powerful mage he's ever known.

Well, that's nice of him.

You're staying here to heal?

Have you been injured or something?

Of course not.

Monsters ceased biting and clawing ten years ago.

But what about you?

I crossed paths with another of your dear friends.

He told me what happened at Aretuza.

Is that why you're here?

Hiding from the Brotherhood?

Yes.

It's been a difficult few months.

But things finally seem to be turning a corner.

Dreamed about you once.

Before I even knew you existed.

Dreams are powerful omens.

Perhaps we were meant to find each other.

Um... I'm going to go to bed.

Maybe I can...

Dream about how to work this thing.

This place is a maze.

I'll walk you.

No, it's all right. I can find my way.

Come on.

All I want is for this baby to live.

To have a life.

All you have to do is push.

Push! Here we go.

Come on.

What is it?

Come on.

What's going on?

A new elf was born this night.

out know you're out roaming my halls unsupervised?

Does he need to know?

What's this for?

Two welcome late stragglers who seek refuge.

And sometimes I like them to remember those I've lost.

Mousak? Who is that?

He died trying to protect me.

Then he must have loved you very much.

Yes. I just wish he would have told me what I am.

Not one of them did.

Not until Geralt.

Sometimes our elders set out to protect us, not knowing our strength.

My grandmother was strong.

Brave.

Never hid from anything.

She loved me more than anything.

Elves. Hatred is an endless circle of fear and desperation.

And who can tell which came first?

Perhaps your grandmother's hypocrisy was rooted in something honest.

A desire to protect you.

She did a shit job of that.

Your true power resides in more than your blood, Siri.

With the right guidance, you may have the ability to break the cycle of hatred

once and for all.

Do you really believe that?

Remains to be seen.

Only a hundred more candles to go in that direction.

What am I supposed to do with this thing?

I can't figure it out.

Geralt believes in you.

I do too.

Our little love.

Have you ever seen anything like this before?

So joyous.

Only once.

After the usurper was overthrown, when the people rose up.

It took me a while to be freed.

I don't feel anything at all, really.

Look at you now.

You gave them this.

Hope.

But I can't help but wonder what this hope will do to your alliance.

What happens when the elves decide they can repopulate on their own without

Nilfgaard's help?

I'm wrong.

Truly.

The White Flame wrote you.

I think you may expect him.

Any day now.

They will take it.

First, your power.

Then your freedom.

Did you think about me after Kangor?

From time to time.

I fantasized about you quite a bit.

That agonum was ripping my insides out. Now that your head was torn off by

Warner.

You hurt me.

I don't know.

You weren't alone in your pain.

I know.

What changed your mind about claiming the girl?

It seemed so certain it was a mistake back then.

Many things change our minds.

You're a mother.

I ran into Jaskier in Oxenfurt.

He was in some trouble.

What kind of trouble?

This fire fucker was after him. A mage. I don't know who he was.

He was looking for information about you.

He's looking for Siri.

Why? What did she tell him?

has been beating fast this whole time.

You'll know this.

So?

Why are you here?

I have some wounds that refuse to heal.

You still want to have a child?

Maybe there isn't any riddle after all.

Some kings build statues to their vanity. Maybe the Emperor Emhyr collects

monoliths. We could want Cirilla to have a legitimate claim to Cedra.

Unrelated. Thanks.

It's probably pure coincidence that Emhyr wants the princess with the secret

power to shut a monolith for her claim to a throne that he already took by

force.

You know, Finn, I've been thinking. How could we get answers faster?

More sarcasm.

There's a gene.

They keep showing up in Cintran genealogy records, but I've never heard

Uh, spell it.

It's, uh, Lish Ard Rath Ard

Lara.

Can't. Get the scroll.

Get the scroll.

It's okay.

It's mostly... It looks like mostly women have it.

How do you think, is it a misnomer?

There's some kind of illness they're trying to conceal?

And when the humans proved hostile, bringing death and

destruction, multiplying and infesting their land, the elves built a weapon

to destroy them.

Peregrine means weapon.

But this is present, which is more like present.

It's a mistranslation.

The elves didn't build a weapon. They built a warrior.

Lara Doran.

That's their mission.

Cahirs, the emperors, to find her.

She is the reason they came to Cintra. The reason for all of this.

I know because I helped Ciri escape.

And then I lost her myself.

Verily I say unto you, the earth is...

You all right?

You all right? What happened?

What happened?

You all right?

Hello,

Siri.

It's so nice to finally put a face to a name.

Have you met the Michelet brothers?

I don't know who you are.

Become any closer and you'll regret it.

I think we'll take our chances.

Barry!

Well,

if I'd known to follow you from Oxford, it would have saved me a spy mission to

Kaer Morhen.

Nice scarf, shithead.

Firefucker. Unfortunately, yes.

Take Siri.

I'll find you afterwards.

Come on.

What do we do?

I don't know. Most powerful mage Geralt's ever known. Right.

It's complicated.

This thing senses magic.

And it isn't mine.

Which means you need to get us out of here.

How? I'm going to teach you the first thing I ever learned.

Repeat after me.

I'm afraid.

Ciri, we have to try.

One, two, three.

Lesson number one.

See the outcome.

Make it happen.

One, two, three.

Yen, stop.

I wish I could.

When you did it, where the bloody hell are we?

I need to tell you something.

You should know.

The vial.

The mutagen.

It's gone.

I think that's somewhere I need to go.

And when the babe was born, a field of fane -wed sprung up. And Lara Doran drew

her last breath, crying, Know this.

My curse will hound your descendants until the tenth generation.

Until the columns of time and space tremble and open for my people.

Then my vengeance will be born again.

What, Calamfy?

hid her elven bloodline because she knew what lurked in it. The generational

weapon.

Triss.

What are you doing here?

I am loyal to you, Tithia.

No matter what's happening here at Aretuza, this is... It's bigger than

What is wrong?

I know for a fact a drop of her blood could change the world.

In the wrong hands.

She will destroy it.