Cirilla: You look good.
Cirilla: Come, don't just stand there. I want a hug.
Geralt: Thought I'd… I'd never see you again.
Cirilla: Well, I've departed, escaped, been forced to flee so many times… yet I always returned. You ought to be used ot it by now.
Cirilla: I like coming back into your life.
Geralt: I'm just glad you're here.
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Cirilla: The house is lovely… It just needs some work.
Geralt: Yeah… plan to do a lot. Wanna go outside, maybe? Could show you the grounds.
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Cirilla: You've a lovely home. With a great deal of potential.
Geralt: Got it from the duchess as her down payment for killing the Beast. Even started to renovate a bit… Come outside, lemme show you the grounds.
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Cirilla: You've fixed the place up nicely.
Geralt: Thanks. Got the house from the duchess as a down payment for killing the Beast. Come outside, lemme show you the grounds.
Cirilla: Aahh, it's lovely here! I could stay forever…
Geralt choice: So stay.
Geralt: Anything stopping you?
Cirilla: Obligations, duties. I'm only here because papa, I mean, Emhyr, concluded I must get to know what I'll rule once I take the throne. So I'm on a tour of the provinces with a small swarm of advisors.
Geralt choice: Doubt you'd like it.
Geralt: Nah, come on. You wouldn't like it…
Cirilla: Why not?
Geralt: Be bored to death. No orders to sign, no subjects to sentence to torture and death…
Cirilla: I intend to do no such thing, ever. And I don't set my name to any orders just yet. I'm being groomed - Emhyr's idea. So he sent me and a flock of advisors off on a tour of the provinces.
Cirilla: Which essentially means they take turns lecturing me while I follow them about, scribbling notes.
Geralt: Plan to stay in Beauclair a while?
Cirilla: A bit. I convinced my advisors we'd be unwise to depart before I'd tasted each of this year's wines. My knowledge would be incomplete, you see.
Cirilla: Though actually, just between you and me, I'm not certain I'm cut out to rule, govern, all that…
Geralt: Thinking you might give it up?
Cirilla: I can't say just yet. But I'm not willing to rule it out.
Geralt choice: Where's the emperor? What's he doing?
Geralt: How fares your venerable father?
Cirilla: He seems younger, quite rejuvenated. Abandoning high-level politics seems to have done it. It's as if the very awareness of peace grants him strength. Which most likely is the case.
Geralt: Think he'll keep his word?
Cirilla: I think that depends on me. If he feels I'm up to the task, he'll head out to pasture, yes…
Geralt: And if he doesn't?
Cirilla: Then there'll be nothing to stop him from returning. He hasn't ever had a problem changing his mind.
Geralt choice: When's the coronation?
Geralt: Preparations for the coronation coming along?
Cirilla: Not at all. I told him I'm in no hurry. I must see what the whole thing's about, first, acquaint myself with the empire's institutions, laws, and so forth.
Geralt: No pressure from Emhyr to speed things along?
Cirilla: He tried, but I told him I wished to be a good ruler, a strong ruler, not some puppet.
Geralt: No one else in the world he'd give in to like that.
Cirilla: I had nothing to do with that. There's just no one else in the world who's his daughter.
Cirilla: Speaking o which, as the future empress, I could secure you a comfortable position as court witcher…
Geralt: Thanks, but.. just not my thing, that. My place is on the Path.
Cirilla: Hehe. I know. Still had to try.
Geralt choice: See you later.
Geralt: See you later, Ciri.
Cirilla: Take care of yourself.