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416 pages, Hardcover
First published June 5, 2018
“Should you fail to answer correctly each riddle by the end of seven minutes, you shall forfeit your life. Do you understand?”
Fired by love, he called her his life, his pearl, his dew-petaled flower.
“This is the sappiest piece of rotting carrion I have ever heard,” Timur interjects.

“Now, cold and exhausted, a girl disguised as a boy, tottering after the losing end of a battle, I have to second-guess that assessment. It seems to me that I’ve made some choices—some very bad choices—that have led me to this moment.”
“Cruelty is easy to repay, my lord. Kindness is another matter.”
“Her beauty doesn’t make you ugly. Her intelligence doesn’t make you stupid. Her value doesn’t make you worthless.”
"No one ever saw me except Khalaf."



The Mongols can keep their nasty cheese curds to themselves.
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I wipe a ticklish strand of hair out of my face. Even caked in sweat and dust, the baby-fine wisps defy gravity.
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He may once have ruled over his own sprawling piece of the Mongol Empire, but, from my perspective, he's just my grumpy old goat.
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...my dying feels imminent. It's breathing down my neck like an eager, wet puppy.
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I pull Timur toward a food cart that wafts of duck-filled heaven.

