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Who are you?

I'm Cirilla of Cintra.

You are not my daughter!

Where is she?

Where is she? You won't find what you're looking for here.

You'll only get us both killed.

You came from Polka Forts.

You're one of the novices from our tutor.

Come with me, you'll be safe.

Nowhere is safe!

You'll be with mages. Your sisters.

Bilgefort tortured my body.

My mind.

Where were my sisters then?

I'm not an experiment here.

I'm a princess.

I will not leave.

When I may find Sarula.

He'll kill you. Please, help us find her first.

We knew Ciri was in danger, but now we know just how much. We won't let it

happen. You've crossed these lands.

How do we reach Amel Castle?

This is all swamp land to the east.

Yalda's path takes us through forests.

It could provide cover.

Those forests are being cleared for war timber.

and be heavily guarded by northern soldiers.

Hey, I'm not fighting anyone again until the wolf here ditches that toothpick on

its back and gets himself a real weapon.

At least the Nilfgaardian sword is made of the right stuff. To Mahakam's finest.

For the last time, I'm not Nilfgaardian. Take it from me, protesting will only

make it worse.

If we've exhausted our tolerance for fighting, there's only one option.

We'll cross the Swamp Lands.

Everyone agreed?

Aye.

So be it.

Milva.

I have something to say.

I never dreamed of sharing this with anyone, let alone the rest of you.

I thought it would take care of itself.

It hasn't.

It's all right.

You can tell us.

You're among friends.

Hey.

I told you of my time with the Scoia'tael.

The night I joined their celebration.

The story goes on because I'm carrying one of theirs.

No.

I've been waiting for you to tell it in your own time.

I'm so glad you did.

You knew?

The second heartbeat, of course.

Also, I would have smelled your blood had your monthly bill come due.

I won't ride with you much longer, and I don't do goodbyes. Bloody hell!

I've tended to many a woman in her condition.

For some, riding a horse is out of the question.

She'll need rest and nutrition at regular intervals.

Of course, all of which is in ample supply on our journeys.

Maybe there's a village where she'll be safe. You mean one that isn't burning?

The warrior Queen Garlet was said to have suckered a grub. while yielding a

hammer against a demon rider as a Kerbinog.

What we need to consider is what this means. Stop it!

I did not ask for opinions.

This was information.

Nothing more.

So, what was the other way you said would take us to Newscard?

Can't be that bad, can it?

The Oscar Swamp.

It's not going to be easy.

Yeah, we don't know what's out there.

All kinds of slithery flickers.

Snakes. Eels. Leeches.

I hate bloodsuckers.

Sorry.

Oh, I hate water.

I'm fine.

In we go.

This journey seems endless.

I'm glad our purpose is united now. The dreams of Ciri.

What else have you seen?

The images are vague.

Terrifying.

I've seen her kill, smiling with blood on her lips, darkness in her eyes.

Do you worry, Geralt, that she's no longer the child that you swore to

I worry that she's in a place of such darkness.

The flora here are eggs with... truly rare. I could prepare all sorts of

medicaments with these. Yes, they're very pretty. Let's not linger.

No longer than necessary.

Milton, can I ask you a question?

Yes, it takes nine months, and no, it isn't contagious.

Does that about cover it? No. I... I just wondered if I can...

I can help.

Oh.

No.

Thanks.

Don't linger too far behind.

What's what?

Boyfriend.

I don't hear anything.

But if we're not alone, that does not offer me comfort whatsoever.

Stay close.

Something's not right.

Here you go, Yaskier. Here's a pair of brand new boots. Let's go walk in a

in them.

We don't have all day.

Hang on to your stones, lads.

You don't want to fall in this... Stones!

What? Sultan!

Sultan! What's going on?

Do you see him? I don't know. I can't bloody see.

Sultan! Sultan!

We're holding!

Sultan! Sultan!

What's happened, Daryl?

Sultan! Sultan!

Sultan! First of all!

They're not here. They have to be. What if something took them?

What do you mean, something?

Ah, curious, these disappearances. Curious isn't fucking terrifying.

You're a fan.

I can hear them.

I don't. Can't mean either.

What?

Uh, is everyone seeing that?

The Trump is alive.

It's a girl's voice. Can't you hear it?

No. Is he all right? It speaks only to him. And it is what, exactly?

I don't know.

But it's taken, then. We need to follow it.

Ain't nothing like a day off.

No risk or reward.

I can never relax. I always feel like something bad's about to happen. Oh,

that's the past walking. Tell it to take a day off, too.

It's a horse.

It shouldn't be tailored to a court like that.

It has the grace of a kelpie.

He's here.

Finally.

You're late.

Those carrying news are never late. It's those who depend on them that are

merely early.

You better have coin, man, for the fair.

Let's start with the news.

The Baron of Cassidy has vowed to see you all hang from the corbels of his

castle.

Except Miss Fulker, I presume.

And who are you?

I'm Hotspurn.

And you're the one he wants to flay alive.

Let him try.

Don't be too brave.

If the rumors are true, then Leo Bonhart himself is after the bounty.

It is said that entire graveyards could be filled with the bodies of those he's

slain. We know Bonhart. We've dealt with him before.

Maybe we hunt him instead.

An alternative suggestion that may spare your lives?

The Emperor is in a celebratory mood since announcing his engagement to the

Cub of Sintra.

What? Your loyal service has done him much good.

If I were to walk you in, as they say, we could get those wounds off your tails

by royal decree.

He can't be marrying the lion cub of Cintra. That's not possible.

We have ourselves an expert in international diplomacy.

Yeah, sure. Turn ourselves in to be fitted with armor and plugged into his

machine. I've already given that army my pound of flesh. No way.

Not us.

Well, in that case, the White Flame wishes to thank you for your service.

And I'm sure he wishes for you to share your libations.

Long live the rat.

Long live the rat.

And to that end, my humble advice.

Born out of jealousy, that's an inn called the Chimera's Head.

Don't do anything stupid.

What was that?

Hand me some of that coin, because I want this on credit.

When I saw him at the fair, you said you didn't know him.

We took that boy from his home for... We work for a meter.

No, you're on a first -name basis.

Shit, no. We work for ourselves.

We take jobs from a lot of people. Name our price, take our share.

Doesn't matter who from.

He killed my people. We are your people now.

All of you.

are liars.

Pathetic, shitty little liars.

Sarka, stop.

Sarka, where are you going?

You lied to me.

You are. You continue to nag me for the truth. I didn't think it mattered.

You...

Your people, your family, I know. You said we answered to no one.

I fled for this. I killed for it. All we're doing is surviving.

No one survives the white flame.

His armies rape and raise and murder.

My grandmother, my home, my entire life.

Everything he touches burns. Falco, I know.

He did the same to me.

Then why are you all right with this? I told you. I said goodbye to the girl I

used to be.

To that pain.

This is me.

Where is you?

The Nilfgaardian bounty Katie kept going on about.

The men who came after us at the fair, who came after you.

The marriage announcement.

It spun you.

Because, you know, it can't be true.

You are the one.

All you were.

Where we come from is not who we are anymore.

With us, you're free.

With us, you're Falco.

You're right.

I'm not Teresa anymore.

But I'm not your Falco either.

I have to fix this.

Be on the lookout.

We need to keep moving.

Ah, there you are.

Cynthia.

Could alleviate the problem.

However you choose.

Regis, Milva, let's stay together.

We can't lose anyone else.

No, we still have others to find.

I'll scout ahead.

Hold here.

But what did we just say?

Where is he?

Tahir!

There it is.

Did you hear it again?

Why are you following it? Isn't that what it wants?

Tahir!

Geralt, Geralt, wait.

I think...

It doesn't seem interested in our consent.

Why are you playing with us?

We mean you no harm.

But I will fight for them.

What do you want?

War.

Where are they?

I came as quickly as I could. Show me their bodies.

I want to see their bodies.

There is but one who wielded great power, but she escaped.

Well, tell me.

Tell me!

She was a mage from Aretuza, with terrifying violet eyes.

She was looking for her daughter.

There, daughter.

A mage and a witcher.

Have her tracked. The truth cannot be exposed.

She portaled this mage?

Yes, my lord.

And did she offer to take you with her?

She did, my lord.

So your freedom offered.

Your survival guaranteed.

But tell me.

Why?

Why would you stay in prison to your fate with me?

Are you a spy?

My lord, you spared my life.

When Vilgefortz used me to deceive you, you have given me a home.

You have given me purpose.

I shall not take that for granted.

I serve the White Slave.

Good girl.

It all feels like a game, but...

How can we play if we don't know the rules?

Perhaps Geralt can reason with it and find out why it took our friends.

What is it? What do you hear?

Stay here.

One wants me.

Like we're just going to let it take you.

What makes you so special?

It only speaks to Geralt because he is the object of the game.

It's all right.

Trust me.

It's not about trust.

You're being stupid, right?

Trust between us is implicit.

You are free to make your own choice, Garrett.

I'm tired.

I can't go any further.

Sorry.

No, sorry.

Come on. I've got you.

Yeah, I'm... Yennefer, I'm afraid

I'll make it. Sorry.

Am I going to die?

Someday.

Not today.

We'll find a way out. We're going to find candles again.

I'm so tired. I know. I know.

Can I sleep now?

Yes, my sweet girl.

Garrett will be waiting for us.

He'll be so sad if we don't make it home.

He knows we love him.

Again in Syria. They were here.

It wasn't real.

I saw it. I felt it. Emotions have great power. Give yourself a moment to

adjust. Or I can slap you for walking alone into a trap.

To rephrase, but with similar intent, we are stronger together.

You said it was my choice.

To go, yes, as was ours to follow.

One's choice should not prohibit another's.

What do you hear?

Our friends, my class.

Now you're here.

Show yourself.

Stop playing. You have me. What do you want?

What have you done to them?

Mama.

Hello.

What

an

exciting day.

So many lost souls.

Wondering into how.

Festering in their worst fear.

It's not them we want.

Release them or die.

Dead, dead. We're already dead.

Spirits can be hunted too.

Give me the riddle. I know what you are.

Let prisoners go free if they solve a riddle. None have.

What I love, I do not carry.

What I nurture, I do not feed.

What I live and die for is not mine.

As my sweet butterfly enjoys her playmates.

And I... You want me.

I've missed you so much.

You're back.

My sweet butterfly.

Mama.

Mama's here.

Mama, I'm afraid.

I won't leave you.

I'm going to die.

Someday. Not today.

We're going to find our way. We're going to see your father again.

I'm so tired.

I know. I know.

If that's what you need, sweet girl, sleep.

Father is waiting for us. No.

He's so sad we didn't make it back.

He knows we love him.

What you live and die for is not yours at home.

I am a father.

Is everyone alright?

You saved us, Witcher.

I hate fucking water.

It was their story, I thought.

Not mine.

What kind of evil were they?

Rusulca.

Spirits who haunt the waterways when they died.

They were like us.

Fighting to find their family.

A tragedy to have failed in that quest.

We gonna end up like them if we don't make it out of here?

What was that?

Regis. He's transformed.

Follow that bat.

The right pain in the arse, but partner here managed to engrave you, Sahil.

Reap for yourself.

The sword belongs to Geralt of Rivia, defender of dwarves.

May it whistle for a just cause.

You're part of its history.

I want you to have it now and forever.

It would be more.

You better do it, Justin.

I won't be around to babysit you any longer.

Well, why not?

I'm heading back to Mahakam.

If anyone cares to join me.

What? Fuck no.

What in Mahakam is more important than this?

I don't know what visions you saw under that water.

But mine... Mine was the end.

My flame went out.

But I ain't done living yet.

I've got a beautiful woman back home, eager to marry me.

I wish you well, my friend.

We all do.

And as an old friend once said, do what pleases you while you can.

That's a bunch of shade.

You've inspired me, Carol.

I never intended to settle down, but...

seen the meaning in it for you.

For the end of a grand theory.

Seems something worth fighting for.

It's been a pleasure and a privilege to walk with you, Yarpen.

I knew I liked you.

What's going on?

Yarpen is heading back to Mahakam. Returning to marry your betrothed. What?

You knew?

Well, others are comfortable confiding in me.

A discretion is a value I cherish.

And I'll be leaving with him. What just fell out of your yap? Is the water still

in my ears? A wind trader travels for anything.

But I've seen enough death to last a lifetime.

I want something beautiful, too.

Brilliance that shines.

You will find your daughter, Gallop.

I believe it.

Fine. You're going.

You're not going empty -handed.

There's half the purse we've collected together.

Better be all of it, you thief.

Farewell, young Percival.

It's a pleasure.

I'm going to remember you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I guess you're all stuck with me.

By now you know you're right with a good for nothing.

The refugees you protected would stay on the line.

They were lost. Took them in.

Anyway, it just seemed to happen.

When I was little, my father showed me a caterpillar.

A black wasp laid eggs inside of it.

They hatched and ate the caterpillar from the inside out.

I feel like that's happening to me.

Melba. My name's not Melba.

From before, it's Maria.

Melba's tough.

She makes corpses of people.

She leads them to battle, to death.

One of theirs is alive inside me now, eating Melva from the inside out.

Maybe what would be left is Maria.

Maybe she could be a mother.

When I was given the cat moron, no one asked me if I wanted it.

I was made a witch, and that's what I was.

Siri and Yan changed me.

A child surprised in a woman I am bound to by a djinn.

It could be argued that those choices were still not yours.

Yes.

But what they give me, my love for them is real.

No choice people like you and I will ever have.

It's how we handle what we're dealt.

Fucking destiny.

Fucking destiny.

I don't know where I'd be if we had not crossed paths.

Dead by now.

Maria would have liked you, Geralt.

Nova will be met.

I'm not dreaming.

I hope you look better than this in your dreams.

What's happened?

There was a battle with Vilgefortz.

And we defeated his mages. They're not with him.

He's still out there.

I'm sorry.

She's not with him.

I'm at the wedding.

Sam.

To an imposter.

But he is surely looking for Ciri as much as we are.

What if we never find her?

I've been having dreams of Ciri.

We will find her. I believe it.

You shadows of mine.

Shadows of mine.

A slaughter of mages.

Not with this.

He's dead.

He's gone.

As a mere fool.

Through shadows of night.

Shadows of night.

Through shadows of night.

Shadows of night.

We dream.

A few weeks ago, I drank mandrake juice.

Some say it reveals your deepest wishes.

I dreamt of us.

Of Sarah.

She grew up, we grew old together.

And I died of old age.

When I dream of a life well lived, it's about us.

Our family, to the end.

Do you think Siri feels that way?

Do you think we had enough time together?

Don't worry.

She doesn't know that we'll never stop looking for her.

She knows.

Bilgefortz will never stop looking for her. That's for sure. And I will find

first. And I will find him.

I don't want to return to Monte Carlo.

No. I have to tell them that I'm no closer than when we began.

Your strength will encourage them to fight on as it has for me.

You've certainly changed.

Trouble with?

I still want to know how you became enmeshed in this odd little group.

It just seemed to happen.

More importantly, how did they put up with you?

Took me years.

You'll have to ask them.

I will.

Not yet.

What's this?

Oh, I knew it.

You made a fool of me, Skellen. Right?

Confess to me before you die.

Was that your aim?

No. The truth is out, and now the knowledge that the White Flame is

marrying a fake Cirilla of Cintra will spread across the continent like a

plague.

Neil.

Get on your knees.

This engagement plan of yours is the dagger with which you have fucked me.

So tell me, when shall I stab you?

And how many times?

I will accept any death you offer for having this.

appointed you.

And I will die my emperor's most loyal

servant. There is a significant detail we have all overlooked, and

it has been in front of us since the very beginning.

The prophecy of the child you will bear with Cirilla. What of

the prophecy? There is a reason.

The most powerful men on the continent are unable to find your daughter.

And I have failed alongside them.

The witcher.

She is his destiny.

And she is his.

She cannot be yours.

The point.

Indeed, enlightens. With two parallel destinies, only one can bear fruit.

Geralt of Rivia intervened to save your life when you were doony.

He stole the child of your prophecy given to him in surprise.

Skellen accurately identifies the obstacle.

I'm grateful to all of you for what you've done for us.

The theory.

It's a quest we all believe in. If only we had a direction to believe in. I

mean, if she's not with Emy, then how do we find her?

I have an idea.

Anything.

Druids. Accept that.

Let him speak.

I know a circle practiced in the art of location and triangulation.

In Cape Deux, right across the river. The most powerful people on the

have tried and failed to find Ciri.

Vilgefortz, Emhyr, Yennefer, Vengerberg. It's unlikely that the druids will be

able to either.

But the equinox draws near.

If an attempt is made that coincides with our event, their power can be

multiplied. I have seen the harnessing of such power.

It is beyond our world. So we have to reach these troll -huggers.

In time for this major celestial event, if we're to have any chance to find

Ciri.

You come with us?

I need to return to the surviving mages of Anticova.

When do you have to leave?

Now, I'm afraid.

Another morning of us saying goodbye.

I found you in Brocolon.

I found you here.

This isn't the end of our story.

Bring our daughter back.

Where's your bravado now?

Stop screaming.

Please, we can make this right.

Are you all right?

I'm sorry for all of it. Now, run.

Run.

Is that what you came for?

Good.

Now, please.

Please, I've broken my leg and it hurts. It really hurts.

I feel faint.

I have money.

You have nothing I want.

That's not true.

I've contacted high places and there's amnesty. I don't care about Amir and his

stupid amnesty. You should.

You really should. You're going to want to hear this.

The rats.

They're in danger.

It's all in motion.

What do you mean?

Help me.

Don't talk.

I told your friends about Bonnard.

About jealousy.

It wasn't a warning.

It was a trap.

What do you think?

He's waiting to kill them. And he'll make them suffer just to get his hands

you.

No, help me.

Thank you.