"The ancients, it is said, knew many things. Even how to make ...
artificial servants. Robots, they were called." He handed her the book.
"Can you read this ancient script?"
Alys read aloud, her voice unsteady.
"'_First Principles of Robotics._'"
"And this one?"
"_'Incubation and Gestation of Androids'...!_"
Kieron of Valkyr stood in the silent, wrecked laboratory of the dead
warlock Geller, his medieval mind trying to break free of the bondage
of a millennium of superstition and ignorance. He understood now ...
many things.