Se apropie Sfantul Valentin si Dragobetele dar n-am tinut niciodata cont de sarbatorile astea. Le pot folosi insa ca pretext pentru a cita una dintre cele mai frumoase declaratii de dragoste:
“There is only she, Yennefer, at my side, here and now, and only she matters. Here and now. and what she was long ago, where she was long ago and who she was with long ago doesn’t have any, doesn’t have the slightest importance. Now she’s with me, here, among you all. With me, with no one else. That’s what I’m thinking right now, thinking only about her, thinking endlessly about her, smelling the scent of her perfume and the warmth of her body. And you can all choke on your envy.” – Andrzej Sapkowski (The Time of Contempt)
Sunt aproape sigur ca este cea mai frumoasa si epica poveste de dragoste pe care am intlnit-o in vreo carte, film sau joc.