"“Geralt!”
The witcher turned instantly and rushed to meet the young girl. The scene left Yurga speechless. He had never seen anyone move so fast.
“Geralt!” the little girl repeated, hugging the witcher's chest. “You've found me! I knew it! I always knew! I knew you'd find me!”
“Ciri,” the witcher said.
Yurga didn't see Geralt's face, hidden by the little girl's ashen hair. He only saw black-gloved hands squeezing Ciri's back and shoulders.
“You've finally found me! Oh, Geralt! I waited all this time! It took so long... We'll stay together now, won't we? Now we'll be together, right? Say it, Geralt! Forever! Say it!”
“Forever, Ciri.”
“It's just like they predicted, Geralt! Like they predicted... I'm your destiny? Say it! I'm your destiny?”
Yurga saw astonishment in the eyes of the witcher. He heard Chrysididae's discreet sobs and felt her shoulders trembling. He knew that he would not understand the answer, but he waited anyway. With good reason:
“You're more than that, Ciri. Much more.”"