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Alexia tried not to be pleased by the presence of the ubiquitous green sauce "Pesto wil keep you in , you understand?"
"Oh, and then il you do, devil spawn?"
"Ah, I aer your ‘Soul ess One,’ aht She ithout her parasol, and most of her best threats involved its application "I shal be very discourteous, indeed"
The preceptor did not look at al threatened He closed the door firmly behind him and left her locked in the silent darkness
"Could I at least get sonored her
Alexia began to think al those horrible stories she had heard about the Teht actual y be true, even the one with the rubber duck and the dead cat that Lord Akeldama had once relayed She hoped fervently that Mada eerie about being so utterly separated fro in to her frustration, Alexia marched over and kicked at the bars of her prison
This only served to cause her foot to siously
"Oh, brother," said Lady Maccon into the dark silence
Alexia’s isolation did not last long, for a certain German scientist cae-Wilsdorf" Alexia was so distressed by her change in circumstances that she was moved to state the obvious
"Ya, Female Specimen, I am well aware of the fact It is most inconvenient, ya? I have had to move my laboratory as well , and Poche wil not fol ow me down here He does not like Roman architecture"
"No? well , who does? But, I say, couldn’t you persuade them to move me back? If one must be imprisoned, a nice room with a view is far preferable"
The little er possible Give me your arm"
Alexia narrowed her eyes suspiciously and then, curious, acquiesced to his request
He wrapped a tube of oiled cloth about her ar a set of bel ows via a ht
Pinching these bel ows off, the scientist transferred a glass bal fil ed with little bits of paper to the spigot and let go The air escaped with a whoosh, causing al the bits of paper to flutter about wildly inside the bal
"What are you doing?"
"I am to determine what kind of the child you may produce, ya There is much speculation"
"I fail to see how those little bits of paper can reveal anything of import" They seemed about as useful as tea leaves in the bottoly of tea
"Wel , you had better hope they do There has been so this child…
differently"
"What?"
"Ya And using you for--how to say?--spare parts"
Bile, sour and unwelcome, rose in Alexia’s throat
"What?"
"Hush now, Female Speci attention as the papers final y settled completely at the base of the bal , which, Alexia now realized, was rahts but was beginning to get angry as well as scared She was finished with being thought of as a speciave to me co program? They tried for nearly a hundred years to determine how to successful y breed your species"
"Humans? well that couldn’t have been too difficult I anored this and continued his previous line of reasoning "You always breed true, but low birth rate and rare feraued with the difficulty of the space al otment Templars could not, for example, keep the babies in the same room or even the same house"
"So what happened?" Alexia couldn’t help her curiosity
"The program was stopped, ya Your father was one of the last, you know?"
Alexia’s eyebrows made an inadvertent bid for the sky "He was?" Hear that, infant-inconvenience, your grandfather was bred by religious zealots as a kind of biological experiment So much for your fae-Wilsdorf gave her a peculiar look "I am not fa about her father’s childhood; his journals didn’t commence until his university years in Britain and were, she suspected, original y intended as a vehicle for practicing English graht to say noback to his bel ows and sphere device, he finished his notations and then began a complex series of calculations When he had finished, he set down his stylographic pen with a pronounced movement
"Remarkable, ya"
"What is?"
"There is only one explanation for such results That you have trace intrinsic aether affixed to the--how to say?--h it were bonded but also not, as if it were in the state of flux"
"Wel , good fortheir previous discussion
"But, according to your theory, I should have no intrinsic aether at al "