By Tad Williams
A yr in the past, the March Kingdoms have been at peace, and the Eddon family members held the throne. Now the family members has been shattered. King Olin Eddon is a prisoner in a remote land, and Olin's inheritor Kendrick is dead--slain via treachery and darkish, bloody magic.
With their father and brother taken from them, the royal twins Barrick and Briony have performed their most sensible to carry the dominion jointly, yet now Barrick has been captured in a failed struggle opposed to the immortal Twilight humans and Briony has been compelled to flee.
Behind the Shadowline, Prince Barrick is misplaced and spellbound within the land of the fairies, whereas Princess Briony reveals either allies and lethal enemies in unforeseen areas faraway from the land of her birth.
During their determined trips the twins notice that even a land's rulers may well comprehend little of its actual historical past, and that either households and countries can cover darkish and bad secrets.
But whether Barrick and Briony live on studying the excellent truths on the middle in their family and of Southmarch itself, they have to nonetheless have the option to do the very unlikely: they need to reclaim their nation and rescue their domestic and folks from a large number of strong enemies--from traitors, tyrants, a god-king, or even the indignant gods themselves.
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A number of the extra replaced have grown to hate those that glance just like the mortals—as even though we excessive Ones had no longer additionally replaced, and much greater than any of them might comprehend! yet our alterations will not be at the outdoor. He dropped his hand. now not often. Barrick shook his head, so beset by way of not-quite-understandable rules that he virtually felt the necessity to swat them away like gnats. Were…were you mortals as soon as? Your humans? We Qar are mortal, not like the gods, Gyir advised him with a slightly of dry leisure. but when you suggest have been we adore your folks, i feel a greater solution is that your folk—who some time past ours into those lands you think that of because the complete world—your folks have stayed a lot as they have been of their earliest days strolling this international. yet we've not. we've replaced in lots of, many ways. replaced how? Why? The why is simple adequate, stated Gyir. The gods replaced us. by means of the Tiles, baby, do your humans rather recognize so little people? Barrick shook his head. We in basic terms be aware of that your humans hate us. Or so we have been taught. you weren't taught wrongly. Gyir’s ideas had a grim, steely think Barrick had no longer sensed sooner than. For the 1st time seeing that that they had started this dialog he used to be reminded of the way diversified Gyir was—not simply his standpoint, yet his complete manner of being. Now Barrick may possibly suppose the fairy-warrior’s stress and anger throbbing like muffled drums in the back of the unstated yet nonetheless recognizable phrases, and he learned that what the faceless creature was once considering so fiercely used to be approximately slaughtering Barrick’s personal people and the way fortunately he, Gyir, had positioned his hand to it. only a few of my humans wouldn't gladly die with their the teeth locked within the throat of 1 of your variety, boy—sunlanders, as we name you on the grounds that our retreat lower than the Mantle. Startled via the strength of Gyir’s suggestion, Barrick grew to become to seem again on the fairy. He had the uncomfortable feeling that if the typhoon Lantern had whatever like a formal mouth, he might have grinned highly. yet don't be anxious, little cousin. you've been singled out by means of the woman Yasammez herself. No damage will come to you—at least no longer from me. within the days they'd traveled jointly, Barrick had attempted to winkle information regarding the only known as Yasammez, with little good fortune. a lot of what Barrick didn't be aware of the faceless Qar proposal too noticeable for clarification, and the remainder was once jam-packed with Qar techniques that didn't make phrases in Barrick’s head yet basically smeary rules. Yasammez used to be strong and previous, that used to be transparent, yet Barrick can have guessed that simply from his personal muddled stories, the bits of her that also looked as if it would drape his brain like spiderwebs. She additionally appeared to be in the midst of a few form of clash among the fairy rulers Gyir considered king and queen, even though even those thoughts have been faraway from straightforward—they all appeared to have many names and lots of titles, and a few of them appeared to him oddly contradictory: Barrick had felt Gyir ponder the king as lately topped, but additionally as ageless, as blind yet all-seeing. It used to be tough sufficient simply to comprehend the straightforward issues.