Until two years ago, Rainbow was ruled by dragumens. Now, there’s a human Empress on the throne, and she rules with an iron first. Breaking promises after promises, she controls the people with lies, taxes, and murder. Everywhere in the land, rebellion is brewing.
Gangav, the fallen dragumen prince who wants nothing more than revenge, rallies humans and dragumens to his cause. Sasha, his best friend and fiercest supporter, is eager to help him and is spoiling for a fight. Alexander on the other hand never wanted to be a part of it, but finds himself with no other choice when tragedy strikes home, bringing the cruelty of the empress to his doorstep. When news of a spy amongst their ranks turns everything on its head and the sudden outbreak of a new illness threatens the safety of the rebels, the three of them must find a way to relocate their camp before they are discovered, or the rebellion may very well end before it even begins.
The first book in the Scale Hearts trilogy, The Blood Prince is a story about dragons and rebellions, but also about inner strength and figuring out your place in the world.
Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / EpicAt the moment of writing this, The Blood Prince goes on sale on december 16th. The pre-orders starts december 1rst.
I live in Quebec, and the novel is written in english. Needless to say that a version translated in french would have a much bigger market at home than the original english version.
Princess Azilah tapped her fingers impatiently against the table as she stared at the intricately designed windows, trying to block out the sound of the High Priest. Tall, graceful arches surrounded an exquisite piece of stained glass, but the bright colours did nothing to lessen her irritation.
It wasn’t fair, she thought, that she should be stuck in class while everyone else was having fun. She wasn’t even learning anything useful.
Outside in the city, it was market day. Regardless of the heavy heat and the rain, a thousand lanterns had been lit in the lower levels of town. She could just about see their glimmer from the corner of the window if she craned her neck far enough. Colourful stalls offering all sorts of delightful products had popped up overnight in every corner. The rain had been long in coming this year, but now that it was here the crops would start to grow again. Everyone was celebrating, faint snatches of music and the hum of voices reaching her ears.
She could almost see it if she closed her eyes. Humans and dragumens alike would be pouring in from all sides at this hour. Laughter and the sound of coins jingled for luck would fill the air. She had good memories of many such markets over the years.
But right now, in the highest tower of the castle, she was stuck in her weekly language class with the rest of the royal children. By the time it finished and she was able to run down to the market, most of the truly interesting things would be sold out.
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