Trickster's Choice (Daughter of the Lioness, Book 1)
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Tamora Pierce brings readers another Tortall adventure! Alianne is the teenage daughter of the famed Alanna, the first lady knight in Tortall. Young Aly follows in the quieter footsteps of her father, however, delighting in the art of spying. When she is captured and sold as a slave to an exiled royal family in the faraway Copper Islands, it is this skill that makes a difference in a world filled with political intrigue, murderous conspiracy, and warring gods. This is the first of two books featuring Alianne.
From the Hardcover edition.
merlon atop the observation deck on their largest tower. Out on the Emerald Ocean, the sun was just kissing the horizon. Shadows already lay over the hills east of the Swoop. Alanna rested a mirror on her thigh: an old, worn mirror that Aly recognized. Thom had given it to their mother when he was small, when he’d thought her the kind of mother who liked mirrors with roses painted on the back. Ever since, Alanna had used the mirror to magically see the things she wanted to find. Aly felt a hand
forgotten, if I ever knew.” “If the crows help you to live through this changing season, we get a gift from the god,” Nawat answered, plainly uninterested. “Now me, I think this form is fine. These human tools interest me.” Meeting Aly’s eyes, he added, “And human women aren’t so bad.” Aly jumped to her feet and winced as her ribs complained. “Now, don’t you start. I have too much on my mind.” “I know,” said Nawat, looking down at his work. His voice was meek. “And Sarai tells me I must sneak
never with such a good view of the place. The skies were dark, but the night was lit with torches, their flames driven nearly flat by a hard wind out of the east. Cities of torches lighting thousands of tents lay over hilly land on both sides of the Vassa. Torches burned also on the ramparts of the city, isolated from the armies by the tumbling river. Frasrlund had been under siege by King Maggur of Scanra since the previous year. Now the Tortallans had driven Maggur’s army back across the
in Rajmuat. It used to be I couldn’t get her to shut up about him. But Bronau pours on the honey, and Sarai goes all gooey-eyed.” Aly saw it then, as clearly as if she’d read Bronau’s plans in one of his hidden letters. “Dove, Prince Hazarin is next in line for the throne, isn’t he? Then who’s after him—Princess Imajane?” Dove shook her head. “Female. She can’t inherit under luarin law. Hazarin doesn’t have children—and the way he lives, nobody expects it. His only heir is Prince Dunevon, and
asked. “Junai’s grandmother Ochobu?” “She hates luarin,” replied Junai as her father’s face went stony. “She has agreed to talk, not to help. That will be a matter for your persuasion, unless you intend to have the god command her.” “If I were you, I would call on the god,” Ulasim informed Aly dryly. “She is sworn to him. She must obey. You? We will be lucky if she does not scorch you. But you insisted on seeing her, and she is a powerful mage, powerful enough to guard this entire plateau.”