she asked , shivers of dread crawling across her skin . each side wants to get control of the next emperor . youre probably from earth as well . `` that would be a rude thing to do in the corridor . '' why shouldnt i be talking to you ? `` i know i 'm early , but i 'm ... '' she laughed softly . their job would then be done , and they could congratulate themselves . the conservatory was a long , keyhole-shaped building , the sides and ceiling made of glass . 