The Drowning Guard: A Novel of the Ottoman Empire
2014 winner Colorado ebook Award - historic Fiction
every one morning within the hour earlier than sunrise, a silent boat launches at the Bosphorous, relocating speedily into the inner most a part of the waters midway among Europe and Asia, the place a guy will die…
The Drowning Guard is the story of the Ottoman princess, Esma Sultan—one of the main robust girls in Ottoman background and in contrast to the other lady within the Islamic international. In a gender reversal of Scheherazade in 1001 Arabian Nights, Esma seduces a distinct Christian lover each one evening, merely to have him drowned within the morning. The Sultaness's real ardour burns just for the Christian-born soldier charged with accomplishing the brutal nightly loss of life sentence: her drowning shield, Ivan Postivich.
The Drowning Guard explores the riddle of Esma—who is right now a assassin and a champion and liberator of women—and the guy who loves her regardless of her frightening crimes. This textured old novel, set within the opulence and squalor of Istanbul in 1826, is woven with the complexity and outcomes of love.
His mattress as but. as an alternative, he walked the aromatic gardens of the palace. He had inspiration he might have heard stories of horror by way of now—the depravities and sins of the Princess who sought to convenience herself in confession, feigning contrition. in its place her tales have been virtually blameless and allowed him a glimpse of a delicate, spoiled baby who was once favourite in particular others via the Sultan Abdulhamid. whilst could she inform him of the seduction and homicide of her Christian enthusiasts? What did the tale of a.
Away deals of track, refreshment, and handmaidens. “I wish the Solaks to maintain their distance from me,” she warned Saffron. “I are looking to converse to Ahmed Kadir in privacy.” “Of path, Your Highness,” acknowledged the eunuch, bowing. “But on your security, I shall accompany you—” “You shall do not anything of the sort, Saffron!” she snapped. The tall guy bowed back, backing away. “I will clap my palms if i want assistance,” she acknowledged, a bit extra kindly. “Please maintain a distance of twenty paces or extra.
Bezm-i Alem started to hate her mistress and the spell she solid on Ahmed Kadir. The harem ladies had saw the Princess’s trysts for a few years now—sometimes the lads have been afraid and needed to be tantalized to accomplish. Many others have been aroused instantly, making quickly paintings to take her to the mats, divan, or mattress. yet this guy listened. He had grown comfy, his colossal shoulders shedding low, his gaze regular on Esma Sultan’s face. She served him tea herself now, disregarding Nazip and Leyla as she.
Her cane in the course of the doorway and thrashed it vigorously, in order that all of us staggered transparent. She hobbled in the course of the residence to the small room with the brazier nonetheless gleaming brilliant, its fiery coals warming the lady who lay subsequent to it. “Sophie lifted her head weakly, bewildered by means of the surprising burst of task because the Valide and her entourage of eunuchs entered the bed room. She used to be recuperating from an opium stupor and blinked challenging, attempting to concentration her eyes. “ ‘What ails you, girl?’ the Valide.
middle of the night was once a deadly proposition. The waterfront was once domestic to thieves who had immigrated at the ships that undergone the Golden Horn every day. yet nobody dared technique the darkish silhouette of Ivan Postivich, his monstrous shadow previous him, the moon at his again. A pack of canines turned around him, silent in the dead of night, as he strode the trail in the direction of the harbor. The puppy packs of Constantinople have been infamous, claiming their territory and killing strays that wandered inside of their limits. yet.