Wolf's Head, Wolf's Heart
Jane Lindskold
Language: English
Pages: 608
ISBN: 031287426X
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Raised by intelligent, language-using wolves, brought back to the human society at the court of Hawk Haven, young Firekeeper had to learn to cope with human society and its complexities . . . and discovered that, for someone raised in a wolf pack, the politics of a royal court were neither complex nor wholly unfamiliar.
But the happy ending of Through Wolf’s Eyes has proved to have consequences. Hawk Haven and Bright Bay are unifying, but the power balance of the neighboring lands is threatened by this prospect. New intrigues abound. The rulers of Bright Bay, it transpires, have been hoarding a collection of forbidden magical artifacts . . . which Queen Gustin took with her when she abdicated, intending to use them to restore her power. Melina Shield is still scheming to obtain them, and she's older, smarter, and more devious than the Queen. And the even-more-devious civil service of neighboring New Kelvin would like to get their hands on that magic as well . . . .
Which will make life very hard for Firekeeper. Because the powers of the world have decided who’ll be required to obtain those much-contended-for magical articles. It’ll be her.
Magic in Western Culture: From Antiquity to the Enlightenment
Guardians of the West (The Malloreon, Book 1)
Dead Beat (The Dresden Files, Book 7)
Storm Riders (The Dragon Brigade, Book 2)
Harry Potter et le Prisonnier d'Azkaban (Harry Potter, Book 3)
Searching for Dragons (Enchanted Forest Chronicles, Book 2)
Right—a ring, a comb, and a mirror, what?” Derian found himself turning to the birds, as if they could speak, but of course it was Firekeeper who replied. Her expression said quite clearly that though she hadn’t understood half of Edlin’s babbling, she had caught the gist. “Bold no think they can,” she said seriously, something in her manner making clear that the matter had been discussed at length. “He say the door to the top close from down.” “Do you mean the door from the roof closes from.
That some hours later they would have two of them? Two and hopefully three. Elise could feel exhaustion threatening her. It had been a long day and promised to be a longer night. She was cold, and her feet—which she had been on much of the day—ached abysmally. Her head ached, she wanted to weep, to whine like a child, anything but tramp through this cold tunnel with its reek of sewage. It seemed too much, unfair, that the only reward she could anticipate at the end of the journey was a.
Not hurt—the guards made sure of that.” Her expression was grave. Looking up at her report, Shad and Sapphire saw the ruin of Firekeeper’s gown and generally disheveled appearance for the first time. “They attacked you?” Sapphire asked, a slight note of incredulity evident despite the weakness of her voice. Elise thought she might have even been jealous. Firekeeper, however, replied with a short, barking laugh. “Oh, no. They no attack me. I attack them.” “Lady Blysse,” Queen Elexa said with.
Moderated by evident worry—before the young woman smoothed it from her face. Something has happened between them, he thought. Something to do with the artifacts. Telling took hours, for they could not explain how they got into Thendulla Lypella without explaining about Grateful Peace and they could not explain about Grateful Peace without explaining something about the governmental structure of New Kelvin. Unlike Elise, neither Sapphire or Shad had ever been very interested in foreign.
Those who considered further—of what it might mean to the kingdom or even to the region. There were those who could not get beyond their immediate frustration at being ruled over by those they thought of as children. Nor were these ripples all discrete. Sometimes more than one pattern rippled from a single person. Derian made himself concentrate on the immediate issue rather than on the subtle patterns of power. Basically it resolved itself into a simple question: What was the best way to.