When they arrived in Vizima, Geralt and Garito were sent to wash and dress properly before the audience.
And now Garito was taking a bath and being washed by three beautiful maids. But suddenly Chamberlain came into the room and told the maids to go.
Garito: What a way to ruin my fun.
Chamberlain: The gentleman is not here to have "fun" but is here to hear what His Majesty has to offer.
Garito got up and put a towel around his waist.
Garito: I hope Emhyr has something interesting to offer.
Chamberlain: The gentleman will refer to His Majesty by his full title or not at all.
Garito: In that case, I choose not at all.
Chamberlain: The gentleman will be seated on the bergère.
Garito: On what now?
Chamberlain then pointed to a chair.
Chamberlain: In that... chair.
Garito: You should have said it right away.
Garito sat down on a chair. Then Chamberlain turned to the barber who had arrived.
Chamberlain: Cledwyn. Please shave the gentleman - to smooth
Garito: Wait I don't have a beard, so what do you want to shave?
Chamberlain: The gentleman has a little on the sideburns, it is not elegant.
Garito: Fine, let's go, Cled.
Cledwyn: Tilt you head back, please. And sit still.
Cledwyn put shaving foam on Garito, then took the razor. But suddenly the Nilfgaardian general arrived.
Nilfgaardian general: And prepare to answer some questions.
Chamberlain: General, I am not certain this is the appropriate time.
Nilfgaardian general: I can't think of a better time. Man turn honest when they feel a blade at their throat.
Garito: He's right, I've experienced it at both ends.
The Nilfgaardian general came to Garito and introduced himself.
Nilfgaardian general: Morvran Voorhis, commander of the Alda Division. Before they take you and your master to see the emperor, there's some information I need you to verify. It's a formality, but one that must be seen to.
Garito: Feel free to ask while I have razors at my throat.
Morvran: So, Garito of Baskerville. Such a tragedy as it was, I never heard anything worse.
Garito: I know, but it's a thing of the past. The only thing that keeps the name Baskerville alive is me.
Morvran: All right no, place of birth - unkwon, perents - father: unknown and mother: mercenary. An interesting woman is your mother.
Garito: I know right. People say she's the best mercenary. But when I was born, she quitted and raise me then she adopted a girl who became my sister.
Morvran: Interesting, what's your mother's name?
Garito: She has no name. They just told her what she looked like, red eyes like mine and blacker hair than Yennefer's. But everyone agreed to call her Raven.
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