By Elizabeth Moon
Elizabeth Moon, the hot York occasions bestselling writer of the prestigious Deed of Paksenarrion and Paladin's Legacy epic myth sequence, offers Deeds of Honor, a new number of brief tales set on the earth of Paksenarrion.
With specific, never-before-published tales that includes characters from the Paladin's Legacy sequence, Deeds of Honor gathers jointly lore and legends from Paksenarrion’s international, besides stories from the Paladin’s Legacy period, all revised and up to date for this particular compilation.
Rich with the shiny and immersive storytelling for which Elizabeth Moon is understood, the 8 brief tales in Deeds of Honor—collected right here for the 1st time, with all-new writer notes—are guaranteed to please any fan of the Paksenarrion saga.
Deeds of Honor: stories of Paksenarrion’s World
“Point of Honor” – “Falk's Oath” – “Cross Purposes” – “Torre's Ride” – “A Parrion of Cooking” – “Vardan's Tale” – “Those Who stroll in Darkness” – “The final Lesson”
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He sat at a table of acolytes, whose eyes were so wide that Celaena could only assume his presence at their table was an unexpected surprise. She waited and waited for him to stand, and when he did, Celaena made her best attempt to look casual as she, too, stood and bid everyone goodnight. As she turned away, she noticed that Mikhail took Ansel’s hand and held it in the shadows beneath the table. The Master was just leaving the hall when she caught up to him. With everyone still eating, the torch-lit halls were empty.
The right shoulder was fashioned into a snarling wolf’s head, and her helmet, tucked into the crook of her arm, featured a wolf hunched over the noseguard. Another wolf’s head had been molded into the pommel of her broadsword. On anyone else, the armor might have looked flamboyant and ridiculous, but on the girl . . There was a strange, boyish sort of innocence to her, and that was what made her so striking. Still, Celaena wondered how it was possible not to be sweltering to death inside all that armor.
Come,” Ansel said, her hair shimmering in a ray of sunlight. “I suppose you’ll want a bath before you do anything else. ” Ansel gave her a smile that stretched the splattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and cheeks. Celaena glanced sidelong at the girl and her ornate armor, and followed her from the room. “That’s the best thing I’ve heard in weeks,” she said with a grin. Alone with Ansell as they strode through the halls, Celaena keenly felt the absence of the long daggers usually sheathed in her belt.
Deeds of Honor: Paksenarrion World Chronicles by Elizabeth Moon