Kushiel's Scion
Chapter One
WE WERE ATTENDING a country fair when the news came.
For a while, a long while, after our final return to Terre d'Ange,
life was blissfully uneventful. Having had enough adventures to last me a
lifetime, I was grateful for it. Whether in the City or at Montrève, I
tended to my studies, immersed in the daily business of living and content to
let the affairs of the world pass me by untouched. Phèdre and Joscelin
did all they could to allow this respite to endure, sensing there was healing
in it for me.
There was, too. As the slow months passed and turned into years, I felt
things knotted tight inside me ease. My nightmares grew less and less frequent,
and the times of happiness longer.
Still, even Phèdre and Joscelin couldn't protect me forever.
It was my third summer in Montrève. I had turned fourteen in the
spring, though I looked younger, being slow to get my full growth. The
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