Vera and her bodyguard, Roman, are connected by the computers in their heads. They can silently co-ordinate and comment on the world around them. The downside? They’re on an impossible mission set by a vengeful emperor who would prefer to see them both dead. Not many sixteen-year-olds have to fight an entire empire for survival – and not many would be so good at it.
A young adult science fiction thriller with epic themes of family, duty, and conscience, a diverse cast, non-stop action and romantic subplots that echo the work of S. J. Kincaid’s “The Diabolic” or Suzanne Collins’ “The Hunger Games.”
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I am a sworn pacifist, but the evidence of a very different reality was dripping from the edge of my evening gown and pooling on the perfect white marble floor beneath my feet.
When they found me I was just standing there shaking, looking down at the corpse. I couldn’t have appeared to be much of a threat. I’m only sixteen and I’m short and slight. ‘Just a wisp of a girl’ is how Edward always put it.
They put me under armed guard and took me into custody, but they didn’t transport me away from Haverman’s mansion or execute me right away, like I had expected. If I had sent this guard I would have ordered them to execute me. In fact, if I’d had any charge left in the nettlegun that was still in my hands when they found me I would have killed myself. My hands were shaking too badly to do it easily, but when you want something badly enough you can make it happen.
I heard a quiet keening sound as I waited, and I knew it was me, slowly ticking away the moments of my life with high-pitched, whistling sobs. I wished I could pull myself together better, especially for the people watching me. Despite my deep self- loathing I couldn’t pull it together enough to stop mentally replaying the night’s events. Who, I wondered, would they send to execute me?
