By Megan Whalen Turner
Sophos, inheritor to the throne of Sounis, has disappeared with out a hint. Eugenides, the recent and not going king of Attolia, hasn't ever stopped brooding about what occurred to his good friend. Nor has the Queen of Eddis, who as soon as provided Sophos her hand. They ship spies. They pay informants. They entice the gods. yet as time is going through, it turns into much less and not more definite that they are going to ever see their pal alive back.
Battles are fought, bribes are provided, and conspiracies are set in movement. around the sea, a ruthless empire watches for even the slightest weak spot. And Sophos, nameless and by myself, bides his time. until eventually, drawing on his thoughts of Gen, Pol, the magus—and Eddis—Sophos units out on an event that might switch all in their lives ceaselessly.
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