The Liar's Key (The Red Queen's War, #2)

by Mark Lawrence

I did my best to hold still at that. It was true, good looks and a title were most of what I had going for me and I wasn’t keen to lose either.

The stars are pretty but the space between them is infinite and black with promise.”

“Get a codfish on the line and you have dinner. Get a whale on the line and you might be the dinner.” He set a hand against the blade of his axe. “Let him reel

sudden despite the foot-long needle that sat between us, and the fact she’d promised to meet my next advance with a knife to the balls, I found myself wanting her.

“Ow! Dear God! Sweet Jesu! The bitch stabbed me!” I yanked my hand away, transfixed by the needle that Kara had driven entirely through it in one smooth motion. “Jesu!”

“Concentrate now, Jalan! This bit is important.” She clamped my face between her treacherous stabby hands. She probably said some other stuff after that, but by then I’d fainted clean away.

time. I drew my knife and with wet legs prepared to face the onslaught of nearly two dozen Norsemen. Something changed.