“Enough,” Geralt interrupted harshly, perhaps even a little too harshly. “Stop stubbornly denying me rights. I’ve had enough of it, do you hear? I told you our rights are equal. No, dammit, mine are greater.” “Really?” the sorcerer said, paling somewhat, which caused Geralt unspeakable pleasure. “For what reason?” The Witcher wondered for a moment and decided to finish him off. “For the reason,” he shot back, “that last night she made love with me, and not with you.” Istredd pulled the skull closer to himself and stroked it. His hand, to Geralt’s dismay, did not even twitch. “Does that, in
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