Shadow Study (Soulfinders)
Maria V. Snyder
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New York Times bestselling author Maria V. Snyder wowed readers with Poison Study, the unforgettable story of poison taster Yelena. Now she's back with a new tale of intrigue.
Once, only her own life hung in the balance…
Oddly enough, when Yelena was a poison taster, her life was simpler. But she'd survived to become a vital part of the balance of power between rival countries Ixia and Sitia. Now she uses her magic to keep the peace in both lands—and protect her relationship with Valek.
Suddenly, though, they are beset on all sides by those vying for power through politics and intrigue. Valek's job and his life are in danger. As Yelena tries to uncover the scope of these plots, she faces a new challenge: her magic is blocked. She must keep that a secret—or her enemies will discover just how vulnerable she really is—while searching for who or what is responsible for neutralizing her powers.
Yes, the days of tasting poisons were much simpler. And certainly not as dangerous…
left the Keep. I also talked to him between classes. He said he can’t draw magic into the glass. Opal tried to teach him to use the empty glass orbs like she did when siphoning magic, but he couldn’t. So far, all he’s able to do is make his magic stick to the glass.” “Are you sure he was telling the truth? Maybe Leif—” “I think I can spot a lie by now, Yelena.” “Sorry.” More good/bad news. “I’m glad he’s not involved. And you should be, too. Quinn’s a valuable asset.” “I
sound so surprised.” “Ready?” Valek asked. Little Miss Assassin waited with her knives drawn. Ari approached, holding his scimitar in one hand. The thick, four-foot-long curved blade gleamed in the sunlight. The sucker weighed a ton, but Ari hefted it with ease. Although she clenched her weapons tighter, Little Miss Assassin kept her cool. This ought to be good. “Go.” She moved first, rushing Ari. A suicide move, except she cut to the right and sliced at Ari’s neck. Ari
Skip...er...Hale. She seems nice now, but wait until you’re part of one of her crazy schemes,” Leif said. Here we go. “One time, I was bait for a necklace snake—” “What is it with you and that story?” I demanded. “You survived, didn’t you? We rescued our father, didn’t we? And as I recall, I was the one who ended up wrapped in the coils of an amorous necklace snake.” Leif huffed. “It’s a good story if you don’t ruin it with all those little details.” I gazed up at the
certain the intel Gerik provided to Onora helped her avoid the sweeps. No. The real problem lay in the protocol and why the security team hadn’t noticed the gaps. Valek had read it that morning and spotted the lapses right away. Alarming, since Maren had written the new protocols while Valek had been in Sitia. And he didn’t like where his thoughts led. Perhaps Maren had done it on purpose because of the Commander’s request. Perhaps this had all been a test, including Onora’s timely
bow before relocating to the visitor’s chair. Valek settled behind his desk. He pulled one of the files from a stack and opened it. “I’m looking for information about an assassination attempt on Liaison Yelena Zaltana. According to my records, you’ve been living and working in Sitia.” “Thanks to you and the Commander, that’s where the jobs are. The market in Ixia dried up after the takeover.” Ignoring Arbon’s jab, he asked, “Did anyone contact you about this job?” “Of course