【授权翻译初稿/狼诗狼】最特殊的伤痕（下）(4)

“我都不知道该同情你还是该嫉妒你。一个愿望不能把你们联结在一起——早在他遇到我之前，命运就这么做了。”
“Destiny made fools of us all,” Jaskier muses and brushes past her: She follows.
“命运愚弄了我们所有人。”亚斯克尔若有所思的越过她，她跟在后面。
They walk in silence down the mountain until he stumbles again and nearly goes over the edge of a cliff.
他们沉默的下山，直到他再次绊倒，差点跌落悬崖。
“Come on,” Yennefer commands and shoves him into a portal. It’s suddenly warm and Jaskier realizes they’re inside – a fire burning bright in the hearth. The smell of potato stew fills his nose.

“过来。”叶妮芙命令着把他推进传送门。温暖包围了他们，亚斯克尔意识到他们进入了室内——火焰在壁炉中熊熊燃烧。烤土豆的香气钻进他的鼻尖。
“You can stay as long as you want. I’m sure Temeria is in want of a bard.”
“你想待多久待多久。我相信泰莫利亚需要个吟游诗人。”
Jaskier turns, “Wait! Where will you go?”
亚斯克尔回身：“等等！你要去哪？”
The air swirls around the second portal and Jaskier can smell rain. Yennefer slowly turns around and Jaskier sees the same sadness he’s been carrying around for years in her eyes.
潮湿的空气透过第二道传送门，亚斯克尔可以闻到雨水的气息。叶妮芙缓缓转身，亚斯克尔在她眼中看见了沉淀多年的相同悲伤。