“I don't understand why, if you're on such good terms with the Founders of the Research Plexus, you won't just ask for their help.” Bray folded his arms across his chest, his penetrative gaze demanding an answer.
“They will not recognise me in this form,” Elly assured flatly. “Besides, it is not their aid we require. Through them I came to learn of two very talented artisans, a blacksmith and an inventor, both of which have chosen to reside here.”
“I recognised your beauty the moment my vision traced your contours, why should they be any different?”
“Just trust me, given how their longevity is achieved it would be better for me not to cross their threshold without a new introduction.” Elly knew many of their secrets, too many in fact. She had once owed them a debt. Without their assista
