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By Emily Gee
"Dark and compelling. Emily Gee is a storyteller to watch." -- Nalini Singh, ny instances best-selling author
In nook of the Seven Kingdoms, an old curse festers and grows, eating every thing in its direction. just one guy can holiday it: Harkeld of Osgaard, a prince with mage's blood in his veins. yet Prince Harkeld has a bounty on his head--and assassins at his heels.
Her magic could be the in basic terms factor that could shop a prince--and the Seven Kingdoms. In nook of the Seven Kingdoms, an historic curse festers and grows, eating every little thing in its course. just one guy can holiday it: Harkeld of Osgaard, a prince with mage's blood in his veins. yet Prince Harkeld has a bounty on his head--and assassins at his heels. Innis is a proficient shapeshifter. Now she needs to do the forbidden: develop into a guy. She needs to stand at Prince Harkeld's facet as his armsman, holding and deceiving him. however the deserts of Masse are extra risky than the assassins looking the prince. The curse has woken lethal creatures, and the magic Prince Harkeld loathes could be the basically factor status among him and death.
"Her haunting prose reads like Hans Christian Andersen for twenty-first century adults." -- Mindy Klasky, writer of The Glasswrights sequence
Books within the Cursed Kingdoms Trilogy:
1. The Sentinel Mage
2. the fireplace Prince
3. The Blood Curse
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He observed a blur of stream to his right—the archer had thrown apart his burning bow and drawn a dagger. The hours of drilling took over. He rolled, his legs tangling with the archer’s, bringing him down. the guy grunted as he hit the floor. The dagger skittered around the stone. They grappled, suffering for dominance. His eyes stuck a flash of move: Justen blockading a blow from one sword, twisting to fend off the second one swordsman— Harkeld smashed his brow into the archer’s face. Bone crunched because the man’s nostril broke. He gritted his tooth and did it back. Blood gushed throughout his face. The archer went limp. He driven the fellow off him, his eyes on his sword, and went sprawling as his boots slipped at the slick rock. “Get up! ” Dareus hauled him to his toes with one hand. the opposite he pointed at one of many swordsmen attacking Justen, his arms outstretched and inflexible. Flames burned at every one fingertip. Harkeld felt fireplace ignite within him. It ran alongside his bones and burst out of his dermis. the feeling lasted for a searing moment, and was once all of sudden long gone. The soldier screamed as his outfits started to burn. He dropped the sword. Harkeld wrenched freed from Dareus’s grip. “What the—” “I informed you to head! ” Dareus stated fiercely, pointing on the moment swordsman. As he spoke, Justen swung his sword. The blade buried itself within the man’s neck. A killing blow. Harkeld bent and snatched up his personal sword. He stepped previous Dareus, taking within the fray with a look. The silver-maned lion lay at the floor. Cora crouched beside it. He observed blood on its light flank, an arrow jutting from its hip. 5 infantrymen have been running—three of them bare except their boots—a wolf snapping at their heels. 4 males lay unmoving at the flooring. one other wolf hung from the arm of the final soldier status. the fellow beat on the animal along with his loose hand, screaming. Harkeld diminished the sword. He driven again his sleeve, waiting for to work out singed hairs, singed epidermis. not anything. His arm used to be high-quality, as though he hadn’t felt the lick of flame, hadn’t felt hearth within him. He glanced up back. The final soldier used to be following the others at a striking run. The wolf that were striking off the man’s arm became Gerit. He spat and wiped the again of his hand throughout his mouth, smearing blood. He glared at Harkeld from underneath hairy eyebrows. “You shouldn’t have come again. ” Harkeld flushed, clenching his jaw. He knew Gerit was once correct. “I’m now not used to operating away. ” “Get used to it,” Gerit acknowledged, scowling at him. He moved quickly throughout to the lion, the place Dareus now crouched beside Cora. INNIS checked out the blood on her sword blade. Bile rose in her throat. I killed a guy. somebody strode in the direction of her. “Are you o.k.? ” It used to be Prince Harkeld. be mindful you’re Justen. Innis tried a grin. “I’m advantageous. ” She couldn’t convey herself to examine the fellow she’d killed. His legs have been on the part her imaginative and prescient. She enthusiastic about the prince. “You have blood in your face. ” “So do you. “ Innis scrubbed her cheek together with her sleeve. Her hand used to be trembling, her arm, her complete physique. I killed anyone.