Chapter twelveFor one awful moment of terror I imagined, as the blue glow of the Scorpion faded, that I was back on Earth.
The whitish yellow radiance falling about me did not come from a little yellow sun but from concentric rings of lamps, shining upon a pleasant glade among rhododendrons and hydrangeas. The air tasted full of the fragrance of many flowers banked in solid beds of color. The grass shone a lustrous green. Butterflies flitted by. Above the lamps the sky remained aloof and indistinguishable. I was not on Kregen, of that I felt confident, so I stared about, alert for what might chance next.
The phantom blue Scorpion had taken me up as we rested after the siege of the castle of Samral. Rees and Chido would wonder where I’d gone. Would the Star Lords fashion another excuse fo
