Blood Compass

Epic Fantasy

De: DJ Bowman-Smith

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

She has no proof. She needs none. Her instincts have never been wrong.

The king is happy. After a life spent surrounded by people who would die for him but cannot simply be his friend, he has Orrld — patient, warm, gifted with healing in the way that seems to work from the inside out. Everyone loves the Healer almost as completely as the king does. Sho watches. She almost believes.

Almost.

She cannot name the thing she feels when she looks at him. She has tried. There is no evidence, no wrongdoing, nothing she could bring to the king without it sounding like jealousy. She knows what jealousy feels like. This is not that. This is the cold, specific knowing of a woman who has spent her life reading threat in the moment before it strikes — and something in Orrld is not right. Something has left a door open inside him. Something is coming through.

In the ice-wastes, the Sturgar Watcher does not hurry. She has all the time she needs. The spy does not know he is a spy. The king does not know he is watched. And Mag'Sood feeds his growing army on shoken bones, counting, calculating, waiting for the moment the scales tip far enough.

Sho made an oath. It does not bend for love. It does not bend for grief. It does not bend at all.

Blood Compass is the second book in the Crystal Bound series. For fans of George R. R. Martin, R. F. Kuang and Anna Smith Spark.