By Martha Wells
Identified for her lush, tricky worlds and intricate characters, acclaimed writer Martha Wells has thrilled readers along with her notable delusion novels of bold and wit. With The Wizard Hunters she introduced her such a lot formidable venture yet-the go back to the loved global of the Nebula Award-nominated The dying of the Necromancer and the autumn of Ile-Rien. Now the saga maintains in a triumph of suspense and mind's eye. regardless of a valiant fight opposed to improved forces, the rustic of Ile-Rien has fallen to the onslaught of the relentless Gardier, a faceless military of sorcerers decided to overcome all civilization. to avoid wasting the remnants of her kingdom, former playwright Tremaine Valiarde undertakes an epic trip to prevent the Gardier. Rescuing the proud send Queen Ravenna from destruction, Tremaine and a resolute band of sorcerers and warriors set sail throughout magical seas on a voyage of risk and discovery. For the key to defeating the enemy-and to rescuing the realm from the Gardier's inimitable hatred-lies some distance past the partitions of the realm, and in simple terms the tenuous ties of friendship and honor will hold the band jointly. however the Gardier should not the one evil during this tumultuous international, and an historical terror stalks the ornate rooms and shadowy decks of the Queen Ravenna-a strength so malevolent and enigmatic that even the growing to be strength of the sorcerer's sphere is probably not adequate to avoid wasting Ile-Rien from utter wreck.
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Gerard stopped in front of a heavy door with a round glass window in the center. “The wards I placed around Ixion should keep him inside. ” Gerard rubbed his forehead, letting out his breath. ” Giliead held out his hand to the door. ” He added the Rienish word a little selfconsciously. From what he had told Ilias, Giliead and the others owed their lives to Gerard; if he hadn’t given them a curse to immobilize Ixion, they would never have gotten out of the Gardier cells. Not without making a demon’s bargain with Ixion himself.
They followed him into the next room and Giliead stopped so abruptly in the doorway that Ilias stepped on him. A little wary, he peered past him to see a big room, the opposite wall lined with large square windows. Green-gray sea stretched out in all directions and they were so high in the air the heavy clouds seemed almost within reach. Ilias had seen the view from the bow before but they were higher up this time; in daylight, even the halflight of the storm, it was far more breathtaking. “A floating mountain,” Giliead said softly.
Some of those words hadn’t meant anything, but he thought he had caught the gist of it. It was more evidence that what all the Rienish were saying was true and that the ship didn’t really use curses to sail. Wizards—the wizards they knew anyway—would have just cursed these men below to do whatever they wanted. Not require them to read their orders from signal flags or whatever these things did. Gerard nodded to the man holding the wheel. “The helmsman steers from there. At the moment we’re on a sort of zigzag course to avoid any Gardier airships that might be accompanying the gunship.