By P. C. Hodgell
Meisha Merlin is proud to announce the continued adventures of Jame in P. C. Hodgell's Seeker's masks, the 3rd booklet of the Kencyrath. This version will comprise a brand new advent via Charles de Lint, the unconventional Seeker's masks, and the maps that P. C. has created for the ebook. Jame has chanced on and been reunited along with her ten 12 months older dual brother Tori. Now all she has to do is locate a spot for herself one of the Kencyrs which are following her brother. this isn't really as effortless because it sounds. For, in case you keep in mind, Jame has now not grown up within the general Kencyr way of life. whilst she is positioned within the Women's Halls and is predicted to alter and develop into a regular quiet Kencyr girl, it's the Women's Halls that endure the adjustments. For when you've got Shadow Guild Assassins, ghosts, unusual beings, and different characters out of your previous once you, it is vitally tricky to not need a weapon, rather than a stitching needle, on your hand. quickly Jame and Jorin, her blind ounce, are at the run back, attempting to remain one step prior to the risk.
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Then she saw why those hands were so oddly held: the Knorth had accidentally sewn them together. The young teacher sighed, obscurely reassured. “Oh, Lady Jameth. Not again. ” The voice was level, without emphasis, but with something so unyielding in it that the instructress felt piqued. After all, this was her class, and all the pupils here were under her authority. “Don’t be silly,” she said sharply. ” The gloved hands clenched and parted, snapping the threads, diving out of sight behind the other’s back.
Well, not an idiot, exactly—only willfully ignorant, like so many others in these halls. Come to that, her own response hadn’t been particularly brilliant. She regarded her black-gloved hands with disgust. The nails looked almost demure in repose beneath their ripped-out fingertips—a secret of her own which she bitterly regretted having at last betrayed. The first time those retractile ivory claws had made their appearance, in her seventh year, they had gotten her thrown out of her Haunted Lands home.
Close-cut sandy hair, one brow broken by an old scar, flattened nose—a stranger. Ah. This must be the Brandan’s day to rotate the guard, new cadets coming down with their officer from the randon college at Tentir, the old either returning there or going on to the Southern Host. Would these two let her pass? The cadet looked uncertain, but the captain crossed low-held wrists in the salute of Kendar to Highborn, curiosity in her good-natured, bright blue eyes. Jame passed with a nod, feeling suddenly shy.