Genre: Fantasy
About EwacatLocation: London, UK Home Region: Age:23 Website: http://nanoscribbles.blogspot.com/ Favorite novels: Tigana, LotR, Kushiel's Legacy series, Lies of Locke Lamora, Smoke & Mirrors, Tithe, Prospero's Children, ASoIaF Favorite writers: Tolkien, Angela Carter, Guy Gavriel Kay, GRRM, Neil Gaiman, Jacqueline Carey Favorite music: Film soundtracks, classical, rock, folk - Seth Lakeman, Ladytron, Metallica, Ludovico Einaudi and Howard Shore are all ace Non-noveling interests: Film, fashion, tea, jewellery, alcohol, forming the ultimate combination of wit and sarcasm while hopelessly drunk |
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Synopsis: The Pirate, The Prince and the Courtesan's Daughter
Her father's the spymaster for the Duke, her brother is in training for a royal coup, her mother was the king's favoured courtesan (and probably fed him the poison that killed him, truth be told) and her best friend is considering eloping with the fiercest pirate on the Thirteen Seas. What's a girl to do? Aurelia's choice is to sabotage the greatest invention in the City's history by stealing the main component, thereby throwing herself and those around her into a danger deeper than she had ever thought possible. Be prepared for airships, dramatic plunges off cliffs, the Castoneronian Dance of the Seven Knives (with one participant in drag), clockwork robots, barrels of gunpowder perilously close to large naked flames, a ninja dragon, a half-metal princess, a changeling baby, a horticulturist with a death wish, several character deaths and a dog called Mouse.
Excerpt: The Pirate, The Prince and the Courtesan's Daughter
“You came back!” she exclaimed, half-rising out of her chair as he approached.
He laughed, a tight, brusque sound. “Happy to see me?”
The word caught took her by surprise. Against everything she'd imagined she was happy to see him – more than happy, delighted. Relieved that he was back, that she could argue with him, be irritated again. How strange.
“I think so,” she said slowly, crossing her arms and scowling up at him. “I can't think why, you're such an absolute pain, and it's been so nice not having your hard-headed nonsense at all turns.”
“You can't imagine how peaceful it was without your ceaseless nagging!” he countered.
“I do not nag!”
“I'm afraid you do.”
“Lies!” she muttered. “Baseless accusation!”
He laughed again. It sounded richer this time.
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