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The Assassin and the Pirate Lord: A Throne of Glass Novella
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- Bloomsbury Publishing
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- Jan 13, 2012
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The Assassin and the Pirate Lord: A Throne of Glass Novella
Description
- Éditeur:
- Bloomsbury Publishing
- Sortie:
- Jan 13, 2012
- ISBN:
- 9781599909547
- Format:
- Livre
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The Assassin and the Pirate Lord - Sarah J. Maas
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Crown of Midnight Teaser
Chapter One
Seated in the council room of the Assassin’s Keep, Celaena Sardothien leaned back in her chair. It’s past four in the morning,
she said, adjusting the folds of her crimson silk dressing gown and crossing her bare legs beneath the wooden table. This had better be important.
Perhaps if you hadn’t been reading all night, you wouldn’t be so exhausted,
snapped a young man seated across from her. She ignored him and studied the four other people assembled in the underground chamber.
All male, all far older than she, and all refusing to meet her stare. A chill that didn’t have to do with the drafty room ran down her spine. Picking at her manicured nails, Celaena schooled her features into neutrality. The five assassins gathered at the long table—including herself—were five of Arobynn Hamel’s seven most trusted companions.
This meeting was undeniably important. She’d known that from the moment the serving girl pounded on her door, insisting Celaena come downstairs and not even bother to get dressed. When Arobynn summoned you, you didn’t keep him waiting. Thankfully, her sleepwear was as exquisite as her daytime wardrobe—and cost nearly as much. Still, being sixteen in a room with men made her keep an eye on the neckline of her robe. Her beauty was a weapon—one she kept honed—but it could also be a vulnerability.
Arobynn Hamel, King of the Assassins, lounged at the head of the table, his auburn hair shining in the light from the glass chandelier. His gray eyes met hers, and he frowned. It might have just been the late hour, but Celaena could have sworn that her mentor was paler than usual. Her stomach twisted.
Gregori’s been caught,
Arobynn finally said. Well, that would explain one person missing from this meeting. His mission was a trap. He’s now being held in the royal dungeons.
Celaena sighed through her nose. This was why she’d been awakened? She tapped a slippered foot on the marble floor. Then kill him,
she said.
She’d never liked Gregori, anyway. When she was ten, she’d fed his horse a bag of candy and he’d thrown a dagger at her head for it. She’d caught the dagger, of course, and ever since, Gregori had borne the scar on his cheek from her return throw.
"Kill Gregori?" demanded Sam, the young man seated at Arobynn’s left—a place that usually went to Ben, Arobynn’s second-in-command. Celaena knew very well what Sam Cortland thought of her. She’d known since they were children, when Arobynn took her in and declared her—not Sam—to be his protégée and heir. That hadn’t stopped Sam from trying to undermine her at every turn. And now, at seventeen, Sam was still a year older than she, and he still hadn’t forgotten that he would always be second best.
She bristled at the sight of Sam in Ben’s seat. Ben would probably throttle Sam for it when he arrived. Or she could just save Ben the effort and do it herself.
Celaena looked to Arobynn; why hadn’t he reprimanded Sam for sitting in Ben’s place? Arobynn’s face, still handsome despite the silver starting to show in his hair, remained impassive. She hated that unreadable mask, especially when controlling her own expressions—and temper—remained a tad difficult.
If Gregori’s been caught,
Celaena drawled, brushing back a strand of her long, golden hair, then the protocol’s simple: send an apprentice to slip something into his food. Nothing painful,
she added as the men around her tensed. Just enough to silence him before he talks.
Which Gregori might very well do, if he was in the royal dungeons. Most criminals who went in there never came out again. Not alive. And not in any recognizable shape.
The location of the Assassin’s Keep was a well-guarded secret, one she’d been trained to keep until her last breath. But even if she told anyone, they were unlikely to believe that an elegant manor house on a very respectable street in Rifthold was home to some of the greatest assassins in the world. What better place to hide than in the middle of the capital city?
And if he’s already talked?
challenged Sam.
And if Gregori’s already talked,
she said, then kill everyone who heard.
Sam’s brown eyes flashed as she gave him a little smile that she knew made him irate. Celaena turned to Arobynn. But you didn’t need to drag us here to decide this. You already gave the order, didn’t you?
Arobynn nodded, his mouth a thin line. Sam choked back his objection and looked toward the crackling hearth beside the table. The firelight cast the smooth, elegant panes of Sam’s face into light and shadow—a face, she’d been told, that could have earned him a fortune if he’d followed in his mother’s footsteps. But Sam’s mother had opted instead to leave him with assassins, not courtesans, before she died.
Silence fell, and a roaring noise filled her ears as Arobynn took a breath. Something was wrong.
What else?
she asked, leaning forward. The other assassins focused on the table. Whatever had happened, they knew. Why hadn’t Arobynn told her first?
Arobynn’s silver eyes became steel. Ben was killed.
Celaena gripped the arms of her chair. What?
she demanded. Ben—Ben, the ever-smiling assassin who had trained her as often as Arobynn. Ben, who had once mended her shattered right hand. Ben, the seventh and final member of Arobynn’s inner circle. He was barely thirty years old. Celaena’s lips pulled back from her teeth. What do you mean, ‘killed’?
Arobynn eyed her, and a glimmer of grief flashed across his face. Five years Ben’s senior, Arobynn had grown up with Ben. They’d been trained together; Ben had seen to it that his friend became the unrivaled King of the Assassins, and never questioned his place as Arobynn’s Second. Her throat closed up.
It was supposed to be Gregori’s mission,
Arobynn said quietly. I don’t know why Ben was involved. Or who betrayed them. They found his body near the castle gates.
Do you have his body?
she demanded. She had to see it—had to see him
Avis
Original read date March 9th-10th, 2013
Celaena Sardothien is doing hard labor for being the Assassin of Ardalan when she's given the opportunity to earn her freedom. Crown Prince Dorian offers her a deal she can't afford to turn down, if she refuses it would mean spending what's left of her life in the Salt Mines of Endovier. Prince Dorian asks her to enter a competition to become a Royal Champion, upon winning she will serve a term as the Kings personal Champion and earn her freedom in a matter of years. As much a Celaena hates the idea of having anything to do with a King she despises with all her soul she knows she has no other choice, it's a lot better than dying a sad death in one of the most horrible work camps. She accepts and begins her journey to becoming a Royal Champion.
Celaena quickly realizes things aren't as they seem when the competition starts and the contestants are dying in the most horrible ways imagined or unimagined. She starts to fear for her life and the other competitors as well, even though there is no love lost between her and most of the competitors, she just can't stomach the idea that someone is trying to eliminate them.
Celaena is a hot head who doesn't realize her own arrogance, her trainer Captain Westfall and the Prince's best friend has to deal with her impatience and anxiousness to show she's the best. Their distrust for each other was strangely funny, they kept playing an unspoken cat and mouse game with each other. Celaena's mind can be very toxic at times but kind of amusing, she is constantly thinking of ways to kill someone who annoys her, I guess I shouldn't expect anything else from a former assassin. I'm sure she still thinks of herself as one though.
A very unexpected event took place when Celaena was tasked with ridding the evil that is killing the competitors. I thought it would just be her journey for her freedom and a love triangle, but I was very surprised with the twists and turns of this story. I was already loving the story and was even more captivated when all the extra elements of the story started to pop up and added more layers and depth to a very interesting concept. Definitely a must read.
I am astonished at how bad this book is. It really should have been better. There were times when it was actually pretty decent, borderline good, but then it went and did things like this: "There was beauty in Chaol's face--and strength, and honor, and loyalty. She stopped hearing the crowd, and her mouth became dry as he stared at her. How had she missed it for so long?" only to go a head and do this on the very next page: "Her heart jumped into a gallop, and Chaol dissolved from her thoughts, like dew beneath the morning sun. She felt bad for forgetting him--but...but...Oh, she wanted Dorian, she couldn't deny it. She wanted him."
😒😕 She literally looks at another man and forgets about the love epiphany she just had? And she's supposed to be a very smart and very cool assassin (who never actually assassinates anyone other than Doneval in the prequel)? I doubt that.
Also, I thought there was going to be a competition in this book, but there were mentions of and brief scenes from the competition but since Celaena didn't really care, I guess it wasn't worth keeping in the book, was it, Sarah J Maas? I mean, Celaena is the best assassin in the whole world and is most definitely not Aelin or connected to Elena because that would be obvious.
😒😑
The world was cool though. I liked the vision parts. I liked the sleuthing and sneaking.
The things that I didn't like where, that there was a little to much description of the dresses and such. Nicely worded, just wished less wordy. Second, there was one chapter, chapter 40ishsomething, it was a 3-4 page chapter that was completely redundant as it added nothing to the story just went on about the exact thing the previous chapters were about. And lastly, my biggest gripe is with the first 3/4 of the book. Things were happening to keep me reading but nothing was blowing me away, it was just just meh. The last 1/4 of the book is where it really picked up and blew me away. Just wish there was more excitement during the first 3/4 of the book.
All in all though, I did really enjoy this book. The female character was fun to learn about, and the male characters were interesting enough. Just find it funny how for some reason in these kinds of books, all the males fall for the girl even though she spends pretty much the entirety of their time mouthing off and being as belligerent as possible.
There is one scene where Celaena wakes up and finds someone has left her some candy next to her in bed. Would Ismae, Sybella or Katsa have slept through someone getting close enough to them in their beds to kill them? How is it that Celaena, the best assassin EVER, wouldn't notice that or have functioning precautions to warn her something like that may happen? And not only that, she immediately begins to eat the candy without checking it for poison. They say over and over again that she is the greatest assassin EVER EVER EVER OMG EVER but like... seriously?
On the surface, it's what I would call a typical YA Fantasy novel you'd find on the shelf these days. Sarcastic-and-dangerous-but-somehow-likable-teenage-heroine? Check. A fantasy world that is rather vaguely built but is solid enough that you could live with it? Check. Two equally-attractive-but-different-in-their-own-way males vying for the heroine's attention? Check.
And, there are definitely some obstacles in this book. Especially in the beginning, the reader will have to do quite a bit of work to get past and/or get used to the sometimes unpolished prose, which in parts get stilted and a little dull. The dialogue is cute and snappy, but nothing to cry home about.
But then, it morphs. You start to see fragments of Tamora Pierce's Song of the Lioness Quartet (which, if you grew up loving those as fiercely as I did, totally softens your heart - no matter how stilted the writing gets). And then you see threads of The Hunger Games intertwine, weaving in and out of the storyline. It's as if Alanna and Katniss crashed head-long into each other and somehow created this weird but wonderful Picasso-and-Jackson-Pollock tone. And as the writer gains more steam and finds her feet, the other characters sharpen in focus, and you stop minding that the names in this world are kind of silly-sounding (Except Chaol. I LOVE that name). After some time, you even stop minding that there is yet another love-triangle, because the rest of the story is really starting to move forward, and you start to care about things like the enslavement of the people of a place that has a nonsensical name. You start to care about whether or not the one friend the main character has might or might not be evil. And then you start to care about what will happen after she wins (because, obviously, she wins).
And then there is that climactic last fight itself. Despite the fact that it was so OBVIOUSLY coming, despite the fact that the author somewhat crudely shoved all of the pieces in place so that really, you'd have to be a total buffoon not to see how the end would play out, it was one of the most GRIPPING things I have read all year. I feel like those couple of chapters were where we got to see the true, quite amazing, potential this story has.
...Lol okay. After that completely nonsensical review, I guess what I'm trying to say is - give this book a chance. Don't let the novice writing style stop you from enjoying strong characters and a plotline more fascinating than you'd think at first glance - which makes for a really fun, fantastic story.
ITS SO GOOD