Chapter six
The Everoinye speak of the SavantiBy this time I was past caring about how scared I was.
I said, “I suppose, Star Lords, you will as usual not bother to explain what you mean.”
No answering laugh, a bubbling chuckle, hung on the scented air. I had thought that perhaps the Star Lords retained still some elements of a human sense of humor. But the feeling of coldness drove out laughter.
“We do not need to explain, Dray Prescot. It is not a case of bothering.”
Well now...!
“Why do I have little time? Do you intend to send me...” My voice trailed. I did not want even to put into words the thought that I might be dispatched back to Earth.
The voice, in my ears and in my head, said, “We do not have a task for you to perform at the moment. We summoned you here to acquaint you w
