"Ciri?"
"Triss?"
Ciri was equally startled when she saw the woman before her.
"What are you doing in Novigrad?"
"That's my question... What are you doing here?"
"It's a long story..."
As she spoke, Ciri looked toward Lis, who immediately nodded.
"Then I'll head back and tell the children some stories."
"Okay, thank you."
With that, Lis respectfully bowed to the two of them, then turned and left. Only then did Ciri turn back to Triss with a helpless look.
"Honestly, it was only after taking care of children that I realized how naughty I was as a kid... Children really are a headache."
"Wait? You have children already?"
Triss stared at Ciri in utter disbelief, feeling as if her entire mind had gone blank. Ciri froze for a moment, then hurriedly waved her hands.
"Ah, that's not what I meant. They're adopted. We met several orphans before; their parents had all died because of the war, so we decided to look after them for a while."
"I see. You really scared me."
Hearing Ciri's answer, Triss finally breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at her.
"I have a lot of things I want to ask you."
"No problem. Let's find somewhere quiet."
Before long, the two rented a room on the second floor of the inn. Triss then cast a spell to ensure no one could eavesdrop on their conversation before looking at Ciri.
"All right, tell me, Ciri. What exactly have you been through these past few years? Why did you come to Novigrad? And what is this business with the messenger of the God of Fire? What happened...?"
"Ah..."
When Triss asked about the divine messenger, Ciri looked embarrassed. She had never wanted that position in the first place. Although she had prepared herself mentally, hearing