By Megan Whalen Turner
When his small mountains nation is going to battle with the strong state of Attolia, Eugenides the thief is confronted along with his maximum problem. He needs to thieve a guy, he needs to scouse borrow a queen, and he needs to thieve peace.
But his maximum triumph-as good as his maximum loss-can in basic terms come if he succeeds in taking pictures anything the Queen of Attolia can have sacrificed lengthy ago.
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The bushes have been moving shadows opposed to the black evening as he headed downhill, relocating speedier and swifter, putting his toes conscientiously in case he landed on a root. considering the river, he had no caution whilst a shadow seemed at once in entrance of him and he ran face first right into a wall. As he fell seriously to the floor, he was once dimly conscious that his ft hadn’t hit whatever, merely his head. The soreness was once overwhelming, and he lay on his again whereas he struggled to work out previous the lighting flashing at the back of his eyes. He clutched on the sparse grass of the orchard, then rolled onto his belly and driven himself to his knees, making an attempt to not be ill. He crawled to a close-by olive tree, following its roots during the challenging dust, and keeping it, he acquired to his toes. The evening, which were darkish earlier than, had turn into impenetrably black. With one arm nonetheless round the tree, he waved a hand hesitantly during the darkness until eventually he felt it strike whatever good. It used to be a board, he learned slowly, stretching among the timber. He driven on it. It was once nailed in position. It used to be simply on the top of his head, and a stone wall couldn’t were more suitable. He used to be pondering why it was once there while he heard an individual uphill shout. He controlled just a couple of asymmetric steps clear of the tree, now not even yes of his course, sooner than the 1st of the canine reached him. It jumped onto his again, and one other puppy hit him at the back of the knees. He was once pushed back off into the grass, feeling the dry, demanding dust beneath it. He curled right into a ball and was hoping the canine’ handlers arrived prior to the animals chewed him to items. The queen of Attolia waited through the town wall, hearing the positive shouts of her males and the barking of the canines. She was once on horseback, and after they introduced the thief to her, guards part sporting him, he needed to tilt his head again to examine her. the outside among his eyebrows used to be cut up, and some drops of blood leaked from the tear. The blood from his nostril flowed over his lips and down his chin to drop in heavy splashes that combined with the dust on his residence tunic. “So sturdy to work out you back, Eugenides,” acknowledged the queen. “A excitement to determine you—always, Your Majesty,” he acknowledged, yet he became his head slowly away and closed his eyes as though the sunshine from the torches round her was once too powerful. “Teleus,” acknowledged Attolia to the captain of her own protect, “see that our visitor is locked up very rigorously. ” She became her horse and rode again to her gate and during the town to her palace. In her deepest chambers her attendants waited to undress her and comb out her lengthy hair. after they have been performed, she disregarded them and sat for a second sooner than the fireside. It was once summertime, and the fireside was once empty. in the back of her, she heard a woman’s voice. “You have stuck him. ” “Oh, yes,” stated the queen with no turning her head. “I have stuck him. ” “Be cautious,” acknowledged the opposite. “Do now not offend the gods. ” Left through the guardsmen in a cellphone on the finish of a hallway on the backside of a slender stair under the palace, surrounded by means of stone partitions, the Thief dropped as lightly as he may perhaps to all fours and instantly lifted a hand in disgust.