Chapter Thirteen
‘Well, it’s confirmed,’ Eva sighed, shutting off the voice-box. ‘Llan’s group didn’t find the draykoni.’
‘You aren’t surprised,’ Tren said.
‘Not much, no.’
They were sitting together on a small sofa, trying not to stare at Ana and Griel who were sitting opposite, all the way on the other side of the room. Someone had given Ana a cup of tea, and the woman had been calmer since. Eva wondered idly where Limbane had found the perfect, if old-fashioned, porcelain tea set she was using.
They had all been cooped up in the Library for some time. To Eva it felt like weeks. They’d talked and talked; every detail of their experiences with Krays had been gone over again and again until Eva felt ready to scream. They’d slept and eaten and then repeated those meetings all over agai
