By Andrzej Sapkowski
The Wizards Guild has been shattered by means of a coup and, within the uproar, Geralt used to be heavily injured. The Witcher is meant to be a mum or dad of the blameless, a protector of these in want, a defender opposed to strong and unsafe monsters that prey on males in darkish occasions.
But now that darkish occasions have fallen upon the realm, Geralt is helpless till he has recovered from his accidents.
While struggle rages throughout all the lands, the way forward for magic is less than risk and people sorcerers who live on are decided to guard it. It's an most unlikely scenario within which to discover one woman - Ciri, the heiress to the throne of Cintra, has vanished - until eventually a rumor areas her within the Niflgaard court docket, getting ready to marry the Emperor.
Injured or now not, Geralt has a rescue undertaking on his fingers.
This is the 3rd of the Witcher novels by way of Andrzej Sapkowski.
Translation by means of David French.
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