Asma La Guerrière
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Asma est une jeune fille du moyen-orient à la vie mis érable. Elle est esclave dans un de ces palais de son pays et sous l'emprise d'un violent sultan qui la maltraite , elle et ses semblables.
C'est l'histoire pleine de surprises d'une adolescente curieuse , courageuse, qui a soif de liberté. D'une combattante dont l'espoir est l'arme et le coeur le guide sur le chemin vers un avenir meilleur.
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