THE BLADE & THE BANNER

THE BLADE & THE BANNER

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Ficción
Histórica
Guerra y Militares
Imperios Antiguos
Romance
"Corruption is a disease-an irreverence against the voices of the people who shaped the earth. It may be in your blood to rule these banks, but a seed, once well-planted, grows into cruelty. You think you are building a legacy of gold, but you are merely watering a garden of stone with the people's thirst." -Empress Nivaya An Emperor is but a lamb, gilded for the altar and destined for the blade. The death of an Emperor has left the realm on the precipice of ruin. As the Eighth Continent's three great empires-each born from the blood of a failed, ancient war-vulture over the remaining power, Grand Duke Hytner prepares to seize the throne by force. But the Emperor's final decree has ignited a desperate race: the search for his lost heir. ​Keiser Somerset, a knight bound by a blood-oath to the crown, embarks on a journey to find this forgotten child. He discovers not a prince, but Rejhine-a former assassin forged in the fires of a brutal past. Swearing to be her shield, Keiser thrusts her into a den of vipers: the imperial court. ​Rejhine is the sole heiress to a fractured world of treachery and ancient prejudice. Facing a nobility that mocks the rule of a woman and a populace that fears her origins, she is expected to be a puppet. They are mistaken. Hardened by torture and trained in the art of the kill, Rejhine refuses to be broken. In a land where power is measured by the sharpness of one's steel, the "Assassin Empress" will redefine what it means to rule-or watch the continent burn. - See Note From Author in parts.
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Lin Yue had never imagined that the birthday wish she made in jest would truly come to pass. She had awakened not in her own body, but reborn as Mei Lin, the personal maid of her cherished heroine. Instead of despair, joy surged through her heart. In her mind, she laughed softly and spun in a foolish little dance. Since Heaven has sent me here. She would not allow the tragedy of the book to repeat itself. She would shield the First Young Mistress from the venomous schemes of the villainess, even if it meant offending the entire household. _ "How dare you shove Qing He to the ground!" a voice accused sharply. "I did not!" the girl cried desperately. "Enough excuses," said the Fourth Young Master, Su Chen. "I saw it with my own eyes." The surrounding servants lowered their heads, not daring to breathe. At that moment, Mei Lin stepped forward. She knelt respectfully, and bowed deeply. "This lowly servant begs permission to speak," she said softly. "I was present throughout the incident." Su Chen's gaze shifted to her. "Speak." "The Second Young Mistress fell of her own accord." "Furthermore, the First Young Mistress did not enter the kitchen today. How, then, could the Second Young Mistress fall ill because of her cooking?" "Moreover, the First Young Mistress was bathing in the rear chambers when the Second Young Mistress arrived." "It was the Second Young Mistress who provoked the First Young Mistress first." Every time the villainess struck, Lin Yue was already two steps ahead. The Second Young Mistress's face flushed crimson with fury. "Impudent servant!" she shrieked. "Silence, you wretched girl!" Mei Lin bowed her head once more, unflinching. "Forgive this servant, Second Young Mistress," she replied calmly. "But my name is Mei Lin." And she would not be trampled so easily.

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