Ghosts of War by George Mann
By George Mann
A fantastically crafted novel whose darkish center is counterbalanced with small moments of unforeseen tenderness. And dirigibles
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Arobynn encouraged cutthroat behavior. Even when they were children, he’d set her and Sam against each other, use their victories and failures against them. He’d made her see everyone but Arobynn and Ben as a potential enemy. As allies, yes, but also as foes to be closely watched. Weakness was never to be shown at any cost. Brutality was rewarded. And education and culture were equally important—words could be just as deadly as steel. But the Silent Assassins . . Though they, too, might be killers, they looked to each other for learning.
Instantly, Sam was dragged out of his chair, his arms pinned back by Tern and Mullin. Harding took a step in front of them, his fist flexing. “No,” Celaena breathed as she met Sam’s wide-eyed stare. Arobynn wouldn’t be that cruel—he wouldn’t make her watch as he hurt Sam. Something tight and aching built in her throat. But Celaena kept her head high, even as Arobynn said quietly to her, “You are not going to enjoy this. You will not forget this. ” She whipped her head back to Sam, a plea for Harding not to hurt him on her lips.
Given what Arobynn had done to her, she hardly felt defensive of the assassins in Adarlan’s empire. But . . but to see all these assassins gathered here, so much collective power and knowledge, and to know that they wouldn’t dare intrude on Arobynn’s—on her—territory . . Celaena went on eating in silence as Ansel and Mikhail and a few others around them talked quietly. Vows of silence, Ansel had explained earlier, were taken for as long as each person saw fit. Some spent weeks in silence; others, years.