Part 7 (2/2)

Tab released the bird, and then very cautiously she reached out for one of the Loraskians flying back to Quentaris. She wasn't able to slip inside its mind, but she did get a sense of its mood. She felt honour, duty and purpose, and something else, tenderness and loyalty to its comrades.

They're not horrible, she thought. They're economical. They didn't see stacking bodies as macabre, it just seemed to them the most efficient way of storing paralysed persons, while they retrieved their gemstones.

Tab's Loraskian landed and followed its comrades back through the streets. Tab sensed something else too. The Loraskians thought the Quentarans were hideous, soggy, greasy creatures. Handling them was an act of great bravery. They thought of themselves as fine looking. They thought Loraskians were the best-looking creatures in all the worlds. They weren't horrible, just conceited, like Fontagu, Tab mused.

The Loraskian stopped. Somehow it had heard her. It thought she was poking fun and it was not pleased.

>>>No>>Not laughing at you. Amused, because underneath our skins we are all the same The thoughts pulsated like colours in its mind. The Loraskian squeaked, which she took for a grunt of acknowledgement. It changed its course, stopping in front of another Loraskian. She got the feeling that this new one was further up in the hierarchy.

>>>I have found one that communicates The boss Loraskian squealed a reply that Tab was not able to decipher.

The Loraskian reached for Tab in its mind.

>>>I'm here >>>We have more slots in cases than mood stones She wasn't sure what it meant, or what she was supposed to do about it. It opened one of the cases and placed a claw-like hand into one of the slots where the mood stones were nestled.

>>>We have more slots in cases than cold stars In her mind Tab showed him a picture of the skytraders' city. >>>You have all that they gave us >>>We have more slots a >>>In cases than cold stars>>I know. What will you do to us if you don't recover all your cold stars?

>>>Do to you?>>We have more slots in cases than cold stars Tab thought about her secret chamber. She expected the idea of giving away all those jewels to hurt, but it didn't. Too many friends were in danger. She sent the Loraskian the feeling of one of the gems she found in the secret chamber.

>>>Will any cold stars do?

>>>Direct me to where you are stored Tab wasn't able to explain left and right, near or far so she used colours, red for when it was near and blue for when it was heading in the wrong direction. After a few mistakes the Loraskian hauled her body from the pile.

Before she knew it the Loraskian stabbed her in the neck with its proboscis. She felt an ice-cold fluid rush into her veins and gradually sensation came back to her limbs.

It was good to be back inside her own body, but she was weak, and her head ached. She felt like she had been run over by a team of oxen.

The Loraskian offered to carry her, and she was grateful, knowing how repulsive she was to it. It lifted her under her knees and shoulders. Up close it smelt pungent and alkaline, but she was careful not to wrinkle her nose.

She was about to tell the Loraskian which way to go, but then she remembered that they had a problem. The tunnel's entrance was one way, and the dungeon with access to the corridor, the one she had been in with the egg, was locked.

Who would know about finding treasure? she wondered. A pirate, of course! Verris!

*We need to find someone,' she mumbled. The Loraskian put her down and she wandered from pile to pile, trying to recognise the faces. She appealed to the Loraskian for help, but he gave her his species' equivalent of a shrug, as if to say, *You creatures all look the same to me'.

Over near the Hub she spied a few mounds of Quentarans in the marines' uniform. Of course! That's where Verris would have been at the time of the attack a” guarding the Hub and Quentaris's precious icefire.

She scuttled towards those heaps as best as her weak limbs were able, and tried to move the bodies so that she could see better.

Her Loraskian squeaked at a nearby soldier and a team of them began to dismantle the piles of marines, laying the Quentarans in a line so that Tab could see their faces.

Tab walked up the line, examining their features. In the third row she found Verris.

*Here!' She squatted down.

The soldier injected Verris with the antidote, and shortly afterwards he was coming around. As soon as he opened his eyes and took in the moth-like soldiers, his hand reached awkwardly for his scabbard, but he had been disarmed.

Tab explained the situation to him. When she described the tunnel and the secret chamber, she could see that the pirate lord was not surprised.

*It's your treasure!' Tab gasped.

*Why did you tell them about it, Tab?' he moaned.

*Because I don't know of any other big piles of jewels lying around. Do you?' she snapped.

*Of course I do!' he barked. *In the Archon's treasury! That's why it's called a treasury!'

*Do you know how to get in?'

Verris slumped. *No. I have been trying for some time now.'

Tab folded her arms.

Verris held his head in his hands. *It is my life's work. It's taken me years to gather it all together, and you expect me to just give it to these bugs?' He looked up, frowning. *Well, they can fight me for it. I'll die before I hand it over.'

*Look at all these people!' Tab shouted. She pointed to the mounds of Quentarans. *Maybe we will all die! You can keep your stupid treasure! But if we're all dead, who are you going to buy things from?'

She stared at Verris, and then she remembered how she felt when she first discovered the treasure, how the possessiveness overwhelmed her. Tab tried to imagine what it must be like to have shed blood and lost friends to gather all that treasure together, and to have dreamt for years and years about how you were going to spend it.

*Can you think of another way?' she asked him.

Verris sighed. He stood up on unsteady feet. *Come on, then. Let's get this over with,' he grumbled.

Soon they were outside the tunnel's entrance. Verris frowned at Tab. *Turn your back!' he instructed.

*Why?' Tab asked. She was curious as to how he was going to unlock the wall a” whether it was by magic, or some mechanical device.

*Why?' he repeated. *Because if you were not' prenticed as a magician, Tab Vidler, you'd be *prenticed as a thief. That's why! And make your way up the ranks twice as sharply, I'd imagine.' He did a winding motion with his fingers. *Round you go!'

Tab sighed and turned her back, arms folded. She listened intently, but heard nothing until Verris said, *All right. It's done.' When she faced the mast again the tunnel mouth was plain to see.

Verris took a torch from the first wall sconce and lit it from one in the street, then he led the group down the pa.s.sageway, lighting more along the way. Tab followed him and behind her marched a crew of Loraskians, each holding an empty casket.

About halfway along Verris stopped. He pointed his torch towards the hole in the dungeon wall. He ran his hand around the puncture. *Where is the dragon now?'

*When the Loraskians attacked, it went across the Barrenlands and over the Drop-off. It was after the equen. There was a boy a'

Chak's voice came through the hollow. *Help us! We've been captured!' Other sky-traders called out too, banging on the bars of their cells. *We're starving in here!'

*And the sky-traders' city is gone too,' Tab told him.

Verris rubbed his chin. *You're going to have to patch this up later.'

*Me?!' Tab protested. *It was the hatchling!'

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