Chapter Fifteen
‘So,’ Tren said, collapsing in an armchair. ‘Do you suppose anybody out here’s telling us the truth?’
‘Or the whole truth, specifically, rather than just bits of it,’ said Eva, rolling her eyes. ‘Probably not, no. Not even Andraly, I suspect.’
Tren shook his head in despair. ‘Bizarre, and unhelpful. Why in the Lowers are they so damned secretive anyway?’
Eva sat cross-legged on her bed, brushing her hair. She had been about to go to bed when Tren returned, finished with whatever he’d been doing with Limbane. ‘I don’t know, but I have a theory. They don’t seem to have any currency, did you notice that? They work as a community, sharing everything — except knowledge. That they hoard the way humans hoard gold. That’s why they all live in “Libraries”. Each one contains the
