Betimes I have heard people bewail the fact that our destinies are shrouded in mystery; I think, though, that it is a blessing of sorts. Surely if we knew what bitterness fate held in store, we would shrink back in fear and let the cup of life pass us by untasted.
To my surprise, Joscelin rose. ‘Phedre-’ He began, then halted. Sitting below him, I watched him smile to himself, quiet and private. ‘Phedre yields with a willow’s grace,’ he said softly. ‘And endures with the strength of mountains. Without her, life would be calm; and yet lack all meaning.
“My lord…you would set some, dried-up old stick of a Cassiline Brother to trail after me?” Between outrage and astonishment, I nearly stammered it. “On an assignation? You would set a crochety, sixty-year-old celibate to ward a Servant of Naamah…an anguisette, no less? Name of Elua, I’d rather you brought back Miqueth!”
After I read how Phèdre and Joscelin met and their rocky relationship further into the story, I had two theories about what would happen.
1. Phèdre and Joscelin would fall for each other 2. Joscelin and Alcuin would end up with each other.
Oh man… Around halfway through the book, I couldn’t help but squeal (: (Don’t want to spoil what happened!)
The spray of anemones with which Brother Louvel had gifted me had slipped into disarray, and I drew out the pin to fix them. It was a long, sharp pin, exceedingly shiny, with a round head of mother-of-pearl. I sat by the fountain and admired it, anemones forgotten. I thought of Brother Louvel and his beauty, and how I would give myself to him once I was a woman proper. I thought of Blessed Elua and his long wandering, his startling answer to the arch-herald of the One God. The blood he shed might—who knows?—run in my very own veins, I thought; and resolved to see. I turned my left hand palm-upward and took the pin in a firm grip in my right, pushing it into my flesh.
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BEST BOOK EVAH!!!
If you like Game of Thrones, you will like this. Sizzling politics, incomprehensible religion(at first), alternate history based on some real world stuff. A heroine whose only “powers” are a divinely inspired tolerance for pain, and her own intellect.
It features a religion where the worst heresy you can commit is rape. A non-patriarchal culture that is falling into sexist traps. Prostitution is a sacred calling.
It does somewhat poorly in the POC representation in the first book, but it takes place is Western Europe circa 800 CE. But, England was never conquered by the Romans, so it still maintains its original Pict population.
This is improved upon in later books, as the characters travel further into the world. The characters are well rounded, and believable. It has amazing sex, but it is heavy in the BDSM(that’s where that divine pain thing comes in), so if that’s not for you, I’d pass.
This is the first in a NINE book series, 3 separate trilogies that span 200 years, with three separate protagonists, each having to deal with the consequences of the last.