Twelve Kings in Sharakhai (Song of Shattered Sands)
Sharakhai, the nice urban of the wilderness, heart of trade and tradition, has been governed from time immemorial by way of twelve kings -- merciless, ruthless, robust, and immortal. With their military of Silver Spears, their elite corporation of Blade Maidens and their holy defenders, the terrifying asirim, the Kings uphold their positions as undisputed, invincible lords of the wasteland. there isn't any desire of freedom for any less than their rule.
Or so it kind of feels, till Çeda, a courageous younger girl from the west finish slums, defies the Kings' legislation by means of going outdoors at the holy evening of Beht Zha'ir. What she learns that evening units her on a direction that winds via either the negative truths of the Kings' mysterious heritage and the hidden riddles of her personal history. jointly, those secrets and techniques may possibly ultimately holiday the iron grip of the Kings' power...if the nigh-omnipotent Kings do not locate her first.
Felt a wave of reduction. It was once over. there has been nonetheless discomfort, to be certain, yet with the surprising lifting of a lot of it, Çeda’s whole physique went limp. She was once thoroughly and totally spent, and darkness quickly claimed her. while she woke it was once to no small quantity of ache. For a few cause, she couldn’t open her eyes. the realm round her felt far away and dreamlike. “Leave it alone,” got here the outdated woman’s voice, “the poison needs to paintings its means out.” “Very well.” A man’s voice, deep and historic, as if.
Drew the blood of the Kings and killed 3 Maidens, all unforgivable crimes. So he fled to Qaimir. “Qaimir and Sharakhai had lengthy been at odds, and King Beyaz observed an extraordinary chance in Hamzakiir: the opportunity to grab the Amber Jewel from the Kings who had governed it for therefore lengthy. If he may possibly persuade Hamzakiir, and provides him the aid to steer an assault, he might position the younger blood mage at the throne and rule the wilderness from afar. Hamzakiir agreed, notwithstanding even if he might have stood by way of.
This unusual passageway, this typical tunnel into the earth. Embedded within the partitions and roof and flooring of the passage have been sharp crystals. They tore at his arms and knees and, while he wasn’t cautious, the again of his head. He heard little greater than his personal respiring, and the respiring of the others, till eventually the passage widened, and he heard the trickle of water within the distance. After a time he used to be capable of upward push to a crouch, after which to an entire stand. forward, Hamid lit 3 torches he’d.
Reached into the sarcophagus and stroked again and again below the man’s chin. Hamzakiir swallowed repeatedly, however the stone appeared to be stuck there. “Get him up!” Macide stated, commencing to carry him from the sarcophagus. Emre and Hamid moved to aid, whereas Gihran drew the sword from his belt and stood outdoor the door, able to defend them should still any of the Silver Spears holiday via. No faster had he reached the entrance, although, and grew to become left towards the sound than the spiked head of a.
His throat. She gave him sufficient to maintain him for your time, after which drank sparingly from the surface herself. She’d been hungry ahead of, yet by no means this hungry—as little as she and her mom had had, Ahya had constantly made yes Çeda had foodstuff in her stomach. simply as she used to be able to provide Emre extra, she heard hoofbeats. She instantly stood and regarded to the southeast, towards Sharakhai, the place a horse was once cresting dune. Who will be coming the following? Who may courageous the evening of Beht Zha’ir? the pony.