Audiobook (Fantasy)
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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The last wish by Andre Switkowski enough of this discussion following stiffened. Have I not made myself sufficiently clear, venerable. Nonaka. I will make it so clear as can be clearer. Neither the Prince nor the chapter of the Order will tolerate the presence of this Witch. Argh, Arild The butcher of Black Chicken in the Lander for one more day. This is a lander. The priestess sprang from her chair. This is the Temple of my Little A And I know Annika, the high priestess of my little A will not tolerate your presence on temple grounds a minute longer, Sirs, Sir, following, the Witcher said quietly, Listen to the voice of reason. I don't want any trouble. Nor do I believe that you particularly care for it. I'll leave this neighborhood within three days. Known in the car. Don't say anything, please. It's time for me to be on my way three days. I don't ask for more. And you're right not to ask. The priest just spoke before. Follow. It could react. Did you hear boys? The Witcher will remain here for three days because that's his fancy. And I, Priestess of great militarily will, for those three days be his host. For that is my fancy. Tell that to hear, Ward! No, not he award tell that to his wife, the noble or Melilla, adding that if she wants to continue receiving an uninterrupted supply of aphrodisiacs from my pharmacy. She'd better calm her, took down, let her curb his hummus and whims which look ever more like symptoms of idiocy enough tires! Shouted so shrilly! His voice broke into a falsetto. I don't intend to stand by and listen as some charlatan insults, my Lord and his wife. I will not let such an insult passed unnoticed. It is the Order of the White Rose, which will rule here now. It's the end of your nests of darkness and superstitions. And I, A Night of the White Rose! Shut up, you brat! Interrupted Gerrold, smiling, nastily. Culture, uncontrolled a little tongue. You speak to a lady who deserves respect, especially from a night of the White Rose, admittedly to become one. It's enough lately to pay 1000 nova grad crowns into the chapters treasury. So the order is full of sons of money lenders and tailors. But surely some manners have survived, but maybe I'm mistaken.