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First published in Great Britain by HarperVoyager 2016
Copyright © Sabaa Tahir 2016
Maps by Jonathan Roberts
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Source ISBN: 9780008160340
Ebook Edition © June 2015 ISBN: 9780008160364
Version: 2018-06-14
For my mother, my father, Mer, and Boon All that I am, I owe to you
Contents
Cover
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
Maps
Part One: Flight
Chapter One: Laia
Chapter Two: Elias
Chapter Three: Laia
Chapter Four: Elias
Chapter Five: Helene
Chapter Six: Laia
Chapter Seven: Elias
Chapter Eight: Helene
Chapter Nine: Laia
Chapter Ten: Elias
Chapter Eleven: Helene
Chapter Twelve: Laia
Chapter Thirteen: Elias
Chapter Fourteen: Helene
Chapter Fifteen: Laia
Chapter Sixteen: Elias
Chapter Seventeen: Laia
Chapter Eighteen: Elias
Chapter Nineteen: Helene
Chapter Twenty: Laia
Chapter Twenty-One: Elias
Chapter Twenty-Two: Laia
Chapter Twenty-Three: Elias
Chapter Twenty-Four: Helene
Part Two: North
Chapter Twenty-Five: Elias
Chapter Twenty-Six: Helene
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Laia
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Helene
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Laia
Chapter Thirty: Elias
Chapter Thirty-One: Helene
Chapter Thirty-Two: Laia
Part Three: The Dark Prison
Chapter Thirty-Three: Elias
Chapter Thirty-Four: Helene
Chapter Thirty-Five: Laia
Chapter Thirty-Six: Elias
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Laia
Chapter Thirty-Eight: Elias
Chapter Thirty-Nine: Helene
Chapter Forty: Laia
Chapter Forty-One: Elias
Chapter Forty-Two: Helene
Chapter Forty-Three: Laia
Chapter Forty-Four: Elias
Chapter Forty-Five: Laia
Part Four: Unmade
Chapter Forty-Six: Elias
Chapter Forty-Seven: Helene
Chapter Forty-Eight: Laia
Chapter Forty-Nine: Elias
Chapter Fifty: Helene
Chapter Fifty-One: Laia
Chapter Fifty-Two: Elias
Chapter Fifty-Three: Helene
Chapter Fifty-Four: Laia
Chapter Fifty-Five: Elias
Chapter Fifty-Six: Helene
Chapter Fifty-Seven: Laia
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Also by Sabaa Tahir
About the Publisher
How did they find us so fast?
Behind me, the catacombs echo with angry shouts and the screech of metal. My eyes dart to the grinning skulls lining the walls. I think I hear the voices of the dead.
Be swift, be fleet, they seem to hiss. Unless you wish to join our ranks.
âFaster, Laia,â my guide says. His armor flashes as he hastens ahead of me through the catacombs. âWeâll lose them if weâre quick. I know an escape tunnel that leads out of the city. Once weâre there, weâre safe.â
We hear a scrape behind us, and my guideâs pale eyes flick past my shoulder. His hand is a gold-brown blur as it flies to the hilt of a scim slung across his back.
A simple movement full of menace. A reminder that he is not just my guide. He is Elias Veturius, heir to one of the Empireâs finest families. He is a former Maskâan elite soldier of the Martial Empire. And he is my allyâthe only person who can help me save my brother, Darin, from a notorious Martial prison.
In one step, Elias is beside me. In another, he is in front, moving with unnatural grace for someone so big. Together, we peer down the tunnel we just passed through. My pulse thuds in my ears. Any elation I felt at destroying Blackcliff Academy or rescuing Elias from execution vanishes. The Empire hunts us. If it catches us, we die.