By Lynn Flewelling
The Nightrunners are again during this gripping novel packed with Lynn Flewelling's trademark motion, intrigue, and richly imagined characters.
More than the dissolute noblemen they look like, Alec and Seregil are skillful spies, devoted to serving queen and state. but if they stumble throughout facts of a plot pitting Queen Phoria opposed to Princess Klia, the 2 Nightrunners will locate their loyalties torn as by no means prior to. Even on the better of instances, the royal court docket at Rhíminee is a serpents' nest of intrigue, yet with the battle opposed to Plenimar going badly, treason simmers slightly below the surface.
And that's now not all that poses a danger: A mysterious plague is spreading throughout the crowded streets of town, extraordinary old and young alike. Now, as panic mounts and the physique count number rises, hidden secrets and techniques emerge. And as Seregil and Alec are approximately to benefit, conspiracies and plagues have something in universal: The therapy will be as lethal because the ailment.
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Extra resources for Casket of Souls (Nightrunner, Book 6)
The passengers debated excitedly over what they had seen the previous night. Bellis scorned them. The Terpsichoria passed through the Candlemaw Straits and into the calmer water of Salkrikaltor. First the lush island of Gnomon Tor loomed into view, and then, before five in the afternoon, Salkrikaltor City came over the horizon. The sun was very low and the light was thick. The shoreline of Gnomon Tor rose green and massive a few miles north. In a horizontal forest of lengthening shadows, the towers and rooftops of Salkrikaltor City broke the waves.
I’m dumb with it. I’m dumb with wonder. It has been a long time. We huddle together, each against the next man like troglodytes like myopic trow. They’re cowed by it the old ones, by the lack of walls and edges and the movement of the cold, by water and air. I might cry gods help me. I might. All black on black but still I can see hills and water and I can see clouds. I can see the prisons on all sides bobbing a little like fishermen’s floats. Jabber take us all I can see clouds. Bugger me I’m crooning like I soothe a baby.
I have no idea,” he said slowly. It took a moment for Bellis to realize he was answering her question. They kept their eyes on the enormous shape in the sea for as long as they could make it out at all. When it was gone they walked in silence toward the corridor. And then, as they reached the door into the cabins, someone behind them shouted. ” It was true. Miles in the distance, a second colossal platform. Bigger than the first. It loomed on four legs of weatherbeaten concrete. This one was sparser.
Casket of Souls (Nightrunner, Book 6) by Lynn Flewelling