“I’ve already seen a war,” Ciri whispered. “I don’t want to see another. Never. I don’t want to be alone again. I don’t want to be frightened. I don’t want to lose everything again, like that time. I don’t want to lose Geralt… or you, Lady Yennefer. I don’t want to lose you. I want to stay with you. And him. Always.” “You will.” The magician’s voice trembled a little. “And I’m going to be with you, Ciri. Always. I promise you.”