【授权翻译初稿/狼诗狼】最特殊的伤痕(下)(10)
“I don’t feel like being roasted alive so let’s get out of the way.”
“我可不想被活活烧死,所以,我们还是让出位置吧。”
Bluebell obeys his quick nudging and puts a significant distance between them and the battle. They would’ve gotten farther if Jaskier hadn’t fallen out of his saddle – a sharp pain in his gut making him cry out.
布鲁贝尔顺从他的牵引,将他们两人带离战斗区域。如果不是亚斯克尔突然坠马,他们可以走的更远,一阵剧痛从腹部传来,他哭了出来。
He rolls so Ciri lands on him instead of the other way around.
他翻滚落地,希瑞掉在他身上,而不是周围。
Blood gushes from between his lips and Ciri’s frantic cries for help pluck painfully at his heartstrings.
鲜血从他的唇间冲出,希瑞疯狂的哭叫求救,剧烈的痛苦击打着他的心。
“Princess, it’s okay – I’m not hurt… it’s Geralt. We have to go back.”
“公主殿下,没事的——我没受伤……是杰洛特。我们必须回去。”
“You’re bleeding!”
“你在流血!”
“And I’m sorry it’s all over your lovely cloak, but trust me. I’m okay.”
“我很抱歉你可爱的斗篷上全弄的是血,但相信我。我没事。”
Bluebell nudges him with her nose, lapping at his damp hair until he’s able to stand with Ciri’s assistance. He can’t get back on his horse, but he helps Ciri up in case she needs to make a swift getaway. It feels like hours before they get back to the others and when Ciri sees Yennefer hunched over Geralt, bloodied hands pressed into his abdomen, she slides off Bluebell and rushes to their side.
“我可不想被活活烧死,所以,我们还是让出位置吧。”
Bluebell obeys his quick nudging and puts a significant distance between them and the battle. They would’ve gotten farther if Jaskier hadn’t fallen out of his saddle – a sharp pain in his gut making him cry out.
布鲁贝尔顺从他的牵引,将他们两人带离战斗区域。如果不是亚斯克尔突然坠马,他们可以走的更远,一阵剧痛从腹部传来,他哭了出来。
He rolls so Ciri lands on him instead of the other way around.
他翻滚落地,希瑞掉在他身上,而不是周围。
Blood gushes from between his lips and Ciri’s frantic cries for help pluck painfully at his heartstrings.
鲜血从他的唇间冲出,希瑞疯狂的哭叫求救,剧烈的痛苦击打着他的心。
“Princess, it’s okay – I’m not hurt… it’s Geralt. We have to go back.”
“公主殿下,没事的——我没受伤……是杰洛特。我们必须回去。”
“You’re bleeding!”
“你在流血!”
“And I’m sorry it’s all over your lovely cloak, but trust me. I’m okay.”
“我很抱歉你可爱的斗篷上全弄的是血,但相信我。我没事。”
Bluebell nudges him with her nose, lapping at his damp hair until he’s able to stand with Ciri’s assistance. He can’t get back on his horse, but he helps Ciri up in case she needs to make a swift getaway. It feels like hours before they get back to the others and when Ciri sees Yennefer hunched over Geralt, bloodied hands pressed into his abdomen, she slides off Bluebell and rushes to their side.