The Bloody Crown of Conan (Conan of Cimmeria, Book 2)

By Robert E. Howard, Gary Gianni

In his highly influential and tempestuous occupation, Robert E. Howard created the style that got here to be often called sword and sorcery–and dropped at existence one in all fantasy’s boldest and such a lot enduring figures: Conan the Cimmerian–reaver, slayer, barbarian, king.

This lavishly illustrated quantity gathers jointly 3 of Howard’s longest and most famed Conan stories–two of them revealed for the 1st time without delay from Howard’s typescript–along with a set of the author’s formerly unpublished and barely visible outlines, notes, and drafts. Longtime lovers and new readers alike will agree that The Bloody Crown of Conan benefits a spot of honor on each myth lover’s bookshelf.

Amid the towering crags of Vendhya, within the shadowy fort of the Black Circle, Yasmina of the golden throne seeks vengeance opposed to the Black Seers. Her merely best friend can be her so much ambitious enemy–Conan, the outlaw chief.

Toppled from the throne of Aquilonia through the evil machinations of an undead wizard, Conan needs to locate the fabled jewel referred to as the guts of Ahriman to reclaim his crown . . . and shop his life.

A malevolent witch of evil attractiveness. An enslaved queen. A country within the iron grip of ruthless mercenaries. And Conan, who plots lethal vengeance opposed to the human wolf who left him within the desolate tract to die.

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Publio grew to become ailing. “Do no longer shout again,” instructed the tallest Khitan. “Your servants sleep soundly, but when you wake up them they're going to die, and also you with them. the place is Conan? ” “He is long gone to the home of Servio, close to the waterfront, to look for the Zingaran Beloso,” gasped Publio, all his energy of resistance long gone out of him. The service provider didn't lack braveness; yet those uncanny visitants became his marrow to water. He began convulsively at a surprising noise of footsteps hurrying up the stair outdoor, loud within the ominous stillness. “Your servant? ” requested the Khitan. Publio shook his head mutely, his tongue frozen to his palate. He couldn't communicate. one of many Khitans stuck up a silken hide from a sofa and threw it over the corpse. Then they melted in the back of the tapestry, yet sooner than the tallest guy disappeared, he murmured: “Talk to this guy who comes, and ship him away speedy. for those who betray us, neither he nor you are going to reside to arrive that door. Make no signal to teach him that you're not on my own. ” And lifting his employees suggestively, the yellow guy pale in the back of the hangings. Publio shuddered and choked down a wish to retch. it may possibly were a trick of the sunshine, however it looked as if it would him that sometimes these staffs moved just a little in their personal accord, as though possessed of an unspeakable lifetime of their very own. He pulled himself including a potent attempt, and awarded a composed element to the ragged ruffian who burst into the chamber. “We have performed as you needed, my lord,” this guy exclaimed. “The barbarian lies lifeless at the sands on the water’s facet. ” Publio felt a circulate within the arras at the back of him, and nearly burst from fright. the fellow swept heedlessly on. “Your secretary, Tiberio, is lifeless. The barbarian slew him, and 4 of my partners. We bore their our bodies to the rendezvous. there has been not anything of worth at the barbarian other than a number of silver cash. Are there any more orders? ” “None! ” gasped Publio, white concerning the lips. “Go! ” The desperado bowed and moved quickly out, with a imprecise feeling that Publio was once either a guy of susceptible abdominal and few phrases. The 4 Khitans got here from at the back of the arras. “Of whom did this guy communicate? ” the taller demanded. “Of a wandering stranger who did me an injury,” panted Publio. “You lie,” stated the Khitan lightly. “He observed the king of Aquilonia. I learn it on your expression. sit down upon that divan and don't circulation or converse. i'm going to stay with you whereas my 3 partners cross look for the physique. ” So Publio sat and shook with terror of the silent, inscrutable determine which watched him, until eventually the 3 Khitans filed again into the room, with the scoop that Conan’s physique didn't lie upon the sands. Publio didn't recognize no matter if to be blissful or sorry. “We came across the spot the place the struggle was once fought,” they stated. “Blood was once at the sand. however the king used to be long past. ” The fourth Khitan drew imaginary symbols upon the carpet along with his employees, which glistened scalily within the lamplight. “Did you learn naught from the sands? ” he requested. “Aye,” they replied. “The king lives, and he has long past southward in a boat.

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