The air shifts behind me, and a shadow slants across Raad's flank. "Next time you desire a look, ask first." Taha's breath tickles my ear. "Spying is unbecoming to someone of your station."
Ciao, mi chiamo Chiara e questo estrattino che vi ho appena mostrato mi ha fatto venire una vampata 👀🔥 Una volta, non mi ricordo dove, ho letto una frase che diceva più o meno così: «Non ci innamoriamo di un personaggio per il suo aspetto, ma per le sue parole». È proprio vero! 😍 Ho superato la metà di questo splendido libro e sono innamorata di ogni cosa, dalle descrizioni dei paesaggi arabici alle dinamiche del triangolo Imani/Qayn/Taha 😏 Sapevo già che questo fantasy mi sarebbe piaciuto, ma non mi aspettavo di adorarlo così! 🤩
Control the spice. Control the kingdom.
In the hidden desert city of Qalia, secret spice magic awakens the affinities of those who drink the misra tea. With her affinity for iron, seventeen-year-old Imani can wield a dagger like no other - and for that she has gained a reputation as the next greatest Shield, battling djinn, ghouls, and the other monsters spreading across the sands.
But ever since her brother was discovered stealing their nation's coveted spice - a tell-tale sign of magical obsession - and disappeared into the deadly Forbidden Wastes, Imani's reputation has been in tatters. Despite Atheer's betrayal, there isn't a day that goes by that she doesn't grieve him.
Then Imani discovers signs her brother may be alive, and spreading their nation's magic to outsiders. Desperate to find him - and to protect him - she joins the mission sent to hunt him down. Accompanied by Taha, a powerful beastseer, who enthrals and enrages her in equal measure, Imani soon discovers that many secrets lie beyond the Forbidden Wastes - and in her own heart.
Caught between her duty to her nation, and her love for her brother, Imani must decide where her loyalties lie . . . before it is too late.
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