Chapter Twenty Three
If there was one thing Eva particularly detested in life, it was being a failure. At anything, for any reason. Tren was certainly right about that.
She hadn’t had much experience of it, perhaps that was why. So when Limbane pronounced her an inept healer and refused to teach her any more, she had been irritated, disbelieving and uncomfortably awash with self–doubt.
‘Never mind,’ said Limbane with offensive good cheer. ‘You mastered mental control over both animals and intelligent species before you ever came here, and your performance with the PsiMap is creditable. With a bit more practice, you’ll be very good at self–camouflage; your performance as Andraly was almost good enough to fool me.’ He patted her arm in a grandfatherly gesture, which only irritated her mor
