As Ciri Bled in Her Delivery Bed, Vesemir Sneered from His Coffin | the Witcher 3

Ciri's pupils constricted on the delivery bed, her gaze fixed on what was behind me. I turned and saw Vesemir, who had been dead for three days, leaning against the doorframe. He stared at Ciri's pregnant belly, licking his lips: "This child, I gave my life for." 01 The snow in Kaer Morhen had been falling for three days. Vesemir's coffin lay in the castle courtyard, torches stuck in the snow, their flames flickering in the wind. Geralt stood motionless before the coffin, his gray hair strewn with snow. Yennefer stood behind him, a ball of magical flame in her hand. She was waiting for Geralt's nod to light the old man's last...