[ The truth is, Dion had not explicitly given himself away, beyond his noble heritage. He could have been a baron, a viscount, a duke. A minor lord. But Your Highness is both a joke and a way to test the waters—and Dion's reaction tells him enough.
So he's right. A prince or a king. Interesting.
He asks no further. ]
I don't. [ He'll confirm that much. ] You can expect that, too.
[ He reaches for the horse he was riding before the interruption. When the wolves return with the woman's body, Geralt mounts. They continue onward; the snow falls thicker as they travel northward. As fortune would have it, no more trouble awaits them—which is good. Geralt's had more than enough excitement tonight. ]
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So he's right. A prince or a king. Interesting.
He asks no further. ]
I don't. [ He'll confirm that much. ] You can expect that, too.
[ He reaches for the horse he was riding before the interruption. When the wolves return with the woman's body, Geralt mounts. They continue onward; the snow falls thicker as they travel northward. As fortune would have it, no more trouble awaits them—which is good. Geralt's had more than enough excitement tonight. ]