By Moira Katson
It's been merely generations seeing that Arthur Warden seized the throne of Heddred from the Conradines, and now the crown rests at the head of Garad, sickly and vulnerable. Shadows assemble: legacies of the centuries-long rivalries for energy, outdated betrayals, the unending plots of the courtiers, and the murmur of uprising within the southern provinces… Catwin, plucked from her existence on the fringe of the dominion, is thrust without warning into the realm of the courtroom while she is selected by means of the Duke of Voltur to be a Shadow—spy, safeguard, and blade—to his niece, the woman Miriel DeVere. The Duke’s ruthlessness is famous, and he'll cease at not anything to turn into the facility in the back of the throne, utilizing Miriel as a pawn to trap Garad’s center. however the Duke's carefully-laid plans are just a bit of the intrigue of the court docket, and bigger forces than Catwin can think are massed opposed to her, made up our minds to cast off Miriel and impose a brand new order in their personal. If Catwin and Miriel are to outlive, they have to examine quick who to belief, and whilst to show their talents opposed to the very those that have knowledgeable them...
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He held open the door for me to precede him, after which led the best way in the course of the corridors so speedy that I needed to part run to maintain with him. We have been in a construction close to the center of the palace, and Temar led me around the courtyard on the middle, during the corridors on the different aspect, and out into the light, the place, rather than becoming a member of the regular movement of individuals relocating approximately within the paths among structures, he led us on a course that made use of the tiny alleyways. We squeezed round water barrels and hopped over crates, and some instances Temar nudged a snoozing inebriated with the toe of his boot to wake them. eventually, we arrived on the area, a spot i'd examine later was once midway round the palace middle from the development the place we lived. right here have been housed the scuffling with animals, the good lions and bears, and likewise the wrestlers, the acrobats, the king’s small military of entertainers. The development had dozens of courtyards and gymnasia, and every was once full of performers, practising their craft. i wished to stick and watch, yet Temar stored relocating at a punishing speed, and greater than as soon as i used to be left scrambling to seize up, peering down corridors to work out the flick of his black-booted toes relocating out of sight. In a wide construction, hooked up to this one by way of a makeshift hall, the Quartermaster held courtroom. On its different facet have been the barracks, in order that the Quartermaster may possibly serve the royal servants, and all of the military in addition. certainly, there looked to be a jumble of surly males ready their turns to be equipped. Temar took my hand and dragged me throughout the crowd to an previous girl along side the room. “Clothes for the Duke of Voltur’s new page,” he acknowledged curtly. the girl nodded, having visible the sigil embroidered black-on-black on Temar’s chest, and eyed me seriously. “Come with me,” she stated over her shoulder as she disappeared right into a garage room, and Temar driven me after her. the lady thrust a tunic and pants at me, and a few linen. “Try those on. ” “Here? ” I seemed round me on the servants who moved throughout the rows of cabinets, however the girl glared. “Don’t waste my time. right here. ” Shivering, self wakeful, I pulled off my very own tunic after which my linen, pulling the recent over my head as fast as i'll. not anyone regarded over at me, not anyone cared a few thin baby; nonetheless, I felt horribly unwell relaxed. I blushed as I stripped off my pants and pulled at the new. every thing was once black, like Temar’s garments, and too huge for me. I felt like a crow with too-big feathers. the girl appeared me over as soon as and nodded, then pulled my legs and arms approximately to envision the size of every thing. She known as orders over her shoulder, and a servant disappeared to discover extra garments. “Three units of pants and shirts,” she stated to Temar. “One tunic. One switch of linen. your individual seamstress’ll wear the patches. ” She marked whatever down within the nice booklet in entrance of her, and waited until eventually the servant got here again with the stack of garments, all tied including cord. “Where are we going now? ” I requested Temar, as we trigger nonetheless deeper into the development.