“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” whispered a muffled voice in his right ear just as the cold iron of a dagger blade was pressed against his throat. It was a surprise. Not only because Eskel had been dead sure that he was alone inside the room, but also because very few people could have a jump on him and reach his throat.
Or : Eskel meets another witcher while on a job and is pretty sure he makes a new friend.