Iain M. Banks
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Iain M. Banks, the international bestselling author of The Player of Games and Consider Phlebas, is a true original, a literary visionary whose brilliant speculative fiction has transported us into worlds of unbounded imagination. Now, in his acclaimed new novel, Banks presents an engrossing portrait of an alien world, and of two very different people bound by a startling and mysterious secret.
On a backward world with six moons, an alert spy reports on the doings of one Dr. Vosill, who has mysteriously become the personal physician to the king despite being a foreigner and, even more unthinkably, a woman. Vosill has more enemies than she first realizes. But then she also has more remedies in hand than those who wish her ill can ever guess.
Elsewhere, in another palace across the mountains, a man named DeWar serves as chief bodyguard to the Protector General of Tassasen, a profession he describes as the business of "assassinating assassins." DeWar, too, has his enemies, but his foes strike more swiftly, and his means of combating them are more direct.
No one trusts the doctor, and the bodyguard trusts no one, but is there a hidden commonality linking their disparate histories? Spiraling around a central core of mystery, deceit, love, and betrayal. Inversions is a dazzling work of science fiction from a versatile and imaginative author writing at the height of his remarkable powers.
her withered arm move by flexing her left shoulder towards him. 'Sadly I later caught a blow as well as a glance, but I am as glad of one as the other.' She paused and DeWar drew a breath to speak, but then she nodded down at the board and said, 'Are you going to move, or not?' DeWar sighed and gestured at the board. 'Is there any point, if I am so deficient an adversary?' 'You must play, and play to win even if you know you will probably lose,' Perrund told him. 'Otherwise you should not have
people: two servants and a well-dressed lady. They looked round as we entered and light flooded into the room. The light started to wane behind us as the severe-looking woman closed the doors from outside. The Doctor turned round and said through the narrowing gap, 'The servant—' 'Will be punished,' the woman said with a wintry smile. The doors thudded shut. The Doctor breathed deeply and then turned to the candle-lit scene in the centre of the room. 'You are the woman doctor?' the lady
comprised of hearing certain legal disputes which had been deemed too complicated or too important for the city authorities and the Marshal to decide upon. According to my experience, gained during the three previous years I had travelled this way, such sitting in judgment was not a function of his responsibilities the King relished. The King's chambers were on a corner of the City-Marshal's palace, overlooking the reflecting terraces of the pools which led down towards the distant river. Swifts
nobles command their lands and their own leisure. They gather harems, improve their palaces, commission great works of art, manipulate the taxes that we all benefit from and oversee the improvement of land and the furbishment of cities. In the new world that exists about us now, that would appear to provide more than enough — indeed perhaps too much — for a man to think about without having to concern himself with the exigencies of war as well.' Duke Ormin gave a small laugh. 'King Drasine used
our men in deeper and tempt the Protector himself forward to take part, and then kill him?' RuLeuin glanced at ZeSpiole again. 'No,' he told YetAmidous. 'I think that is not the case, and nothing is accomplished by talking like that. Give me some wine,' he said to Herae. ZeSpiole grinned at YetAmidous. 'I must say, Yet,' he said. 'Your talent for suspicion is almost on a par with DeWar's.' 'DeWar!' YetAmidous snorted. 'I've never trusted him, either.' 'Oh, this is getting preposterous!'