The Oathbreaker's Shadow (The Knots Sequence, Book 1)
Fifteen-year-old Raim lives in a global the place you tie a knot for each promise that you simply make. holiday that promise and also you are scarred for all times, and forged out into the desert.
Raim has worn an easy knot round his wrist for so long as he can take into account. not anyone is familiar with the place it got here from, and which promise of his it symbolises, yet he slightly thinks approximately it at all—not on account that turning into the main promising younger fighter ever to coach for the elite Yun safeguard. yet at the most vital day of his existence, whilst he binds his lifestyles to his ally (and destiny king) Khareh, the string bursts into flames and sears a depressing mark into his skin.
Scarred now as an oath-breaker, Raim has recommendations: run, or be killed.
A gripping YA action-adventure myth, the 1st a part of a deliberate duology
Into the barren region – even supposing how a person may unintentionally locate themselves in Sola was once a secret to Raim – or just like the patches of sink sand that may swallow a guy entire and drown him sooner than he may imagine to cry for aid. extra scary than any reptile or chook used to be the sound that?’blyou d that abruptly swept excessive above his head, as though it have been jumping from sand top to sand top whereas Raim used to be down within the valley. It was once a voice – a human voice – yet rather than desire, the reminiscence of one thousand.
phrases. They weren’t in a tongue he famous, although that also didn’t rule the audio system out as Yun warriors despatched to discover him. He felt a pang in his middle. He must have been experiencing his first few days as totally fledges="indented" a 14 the instant he came upon the box of water, its inconspicuous brown leather-based spout poking throughout the sand, he pounced on it like a wildcat and bit open the seal along with his again enamel. He were monitoring the Alashan pair for the higher a part of the evening and.
the bottom of the tree distracted him. He seemed down and spied of the more youthful extended family boys, Lousha and Nem, huddled round a small parcel wrapped in white paper. ‘Do you swear you’ll defend this for me?’ Nem whispered to Lousha, whereas retaining one obese brown hand at the items. ‘Yes!’ acknowledged Lousha. ‘Cross your heart?’ ‘Yup.’ ‘Suffer like a traitor in Lazar?’ the opposite boy shuddered, yet nodded. ‘Will you are making a knot for it?’ ‘A knot?’ there has been a moment’s hesitation as Lousha chewed on his.
Takes you?’ ‘I vow this,’ stated Tarik, all strains of nerves vanished and changed with a relaxed solemnity. in a single fast circulate, he knotted one finish of his string to Solongal’s. ‘Let this knot be your vow to Solongal-en-barja, and will you by no means witness the flames of your betrayal.’ The priest then became to Solongal, who repeated the vows again to Tarik. She in flip knotted her string to Tarik’s and pulled the knot tight. They have been promised jointly, now and for continually. Qatir pulled a blade out.
extra distressed than different parts within the cave – or love it can be moved . . . a hairline fracture within the rock, or something.’ They got to work. Raim’s palms groped on the dirt. His torch flickered, obscuring the aspect at the stone and making strains and shadows seem the place there have been none. Draikh didn’t support to seem. as an alternative, he stood on the entrance of the vital doorway and sniffed on the air. ‘There’s whatever at paintings here,’ he acknowledged aloud. ‘These doors aren’t correct. i feel that one.