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By Steven Erikson
All isn't really good within the Letherii Empire. Rhulad Sengar, the Emperor of one thousand Deaths, spirals into insanity, surrounded via sycophants and brokers of his Machiavellian chancellor. in the meantime, the Letherii mystery police behavior a crusade of terror opposed to their very own humans. The Errant, as soon as a farseeing god, is all of sudden unaware of the long run. Conspiracies seethe through the palace, because the empire - pushed by way of the corrupt and self-interested - edges ever-closer to all-out conflict with the neighboring kingdoms.
The nice Edur fleet--its warriors chosen from hundreds of thousands of people--draws nearer. among the soldiers are Karsa Orlong and Icarium Lifestealer--each destined to pass blades with the emperor himself. That but extra blood is to be spilled is inevitable... in contrast backdrop, a band of fugitives search a manner out of the empire, yet one among them, worry Sengar, needs to locate the soul of Scabandari Bloodeye. it really is his wish that the soul can assist halt the Tiste Edur, and so retailer his brother, the emperor. but, touring with them is Scabandari's such a lot old foe: Silchas wreck, brother of Anomander Rake. And his reasons are whatever yet definite - for the injuries he incorporates on his again, made by way of the blades of Scabandari, are nonetheless clean.
Fate decrees that there's to be a reckoning, for such bloodshed can't cross unanswered--and it is going to be a counting on an incredible scale. this can be a brutal, harrowing novel of struggle, intrigue and darkish, uncontrollable magic; this is often epic myth at its so much resourceful, storytelling at its so much thrilling.
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She had to mend this bridge. yet i can't be his secret agent. A so much slender bridge, then, one to be trod with warning. Rhulad stirred within the gloom. after which he whispered, ‘I recognize what you will have, brother … ‘So advisor me … advisor me along with your honour …’ Ah, Trull Sengar, anyplace your spirit now lurks, does it please you? Does this please you, to understand that your Shorning failed? so you have now again. To so hang-out Rhulad. ‘Guide me,’ Rhulad croaked. The sword scraped at the ground, rippling over mosaic stones like chilly laughter. ‘It isn't attainable, I’m afraid. ’ Bruthen Trana studied the Letherii status prior to him for an extended second and acknowledged not anything. The Chancellor’s gaze flicked away, as though distracted, and appeared moments from brushing aside the Edur warrior outright; then, maybe understanding that would be unwise, he cleared his throat and spoke in a tone of sympathy. ‘The Emperor insists on those petitions, as you're conscious, they usually devour his each waking second. they're, when you forgive me, his obsession. ’ His brows lifted a fragment. ‘How can a real topic query their Emperor’s love of justice? The voters have come to adore him. they've got come to work out him for the honourable ruler he's truthfully. That transition has taken your time, I admit, and concerned huge attempt on our half. ’ ‘I desire to converse to the Emperor,’ Bruthen acknowledged, his tone matching exactly the prior time he had spoken these phrases. Triban Gnol sighed. ‘Presumably you want to make your document relating to Invigilator Karos Invictad and his Patriotists in individual. I guarantee you, I do ahead acknowledged stories. ’ He frowned on the Tiste Edur, then nodded and stated, ‘Very good. i'm going to express your needs to his highness, Bruthen Trana. ’ ‘If want be, position me one of the petitioners. ’ ‘That usually are not precious. ’ The Tiste Edur gazed on the Chancellor for a half-dozen heartbeats, then he grew to become approximately and left the place of work. within the greater room past waited a crowd of Letherii. A ranking of faces grew to become to treat Bruthen as he threaded his method via – faces worried, being affected by worry – whereas others studied the Tiste Edur with eyes that gave away not anything: the Chancellor’s brokers, those who, Bruthen suspected, went out every one morning to around up the day’s petitioners, then coached them in what to assert to their Emperor. Ignoring the Letherii as they parted to enable him move, he made his approach out into the hall, then onward throughout the maze of chambers, hallways and passages that composed the palace. He observed only a few different Tiste Edur, barring one in all Hannan Mosag’s K’risnan, bent-backed and strolling with one shoulder scraping opposed to a wall, darkish eyes flickering an acknowledgement as he limped alongside. Bruthen Trana made his approach into the wing of the palace closest to the river, and the following the air used to be clammy, the corridors regularly empty. whereas the flooding that had happened in the course of the early phases of building were rectified, through an inventive method of subsurface pylons, it appeared not anything may possibly dispel the damp. Holes were knocked in outer partitions to create a movement of air, to little impression except filling the musty gloom with the odor of river dust and decaying crops.