Red Sister (Book of the Ancestor, #1)

by Mark Lawrence

what happened with Raymel Tacsis,” the abbess said.

The giant fighter?!

Raymel noticed her then and, laughing, shook Saida so that Nona flew free. Something cracked in Saida’s arm when he did it—loud enough to register over her screams. “So I stopped him. I cut his throat.” The younger nun snorted behind her. “They say he’s nine foot tall.” “I climbed.” Raymel wasn’t nine foot but he was over eight. He had gone down on one knee, still holding Saida off the ground by her broken arm, taunting Nona with an ugly grin

Nona badass

“That’s the Dome of the Ancestor, Nona. The Ancestor lives there, nobody else.” “Is he terribly big?” Nona asked. Behind her Sister Apple stifled a laugh. “The Ancestor occupies any space built in their honour.

Nongendered pronoun

A mixture of anger and defiance boiled behind her eyes but stronger than that, more than that, was the desire to know. Besides, she was too full to be properly angry. “I . . . don’t know what geography is.” Sister Rule’s yardstick killed the laughter before it started. “Good. You’re clever enough to ask questions. That’s better than many I’ve had through these doors.”

Hunger for education

Ghena and had said was the youngest in the class, a girl with a tightly curled cap of short black hair. In the village Grey Stephen had a staff that had been his father’s and his father’s; where so many hands had polished the dark wood for so long it was the colour of Ghena’s skin.

Black ppl

“On the first day you tell why your parents didn’t want you any more. It’s supposed to stop it hurting. Sharing does that. Later you hear everyone else’s stories and you know you’re not the only one. If you’d ever been to prison you’d know that’s the first thing people do there—they tell what they did.”

This is both simple wisdom and damn intrusive

The attack surprised Nona. Jula looked so bookish . . . she found herself smiling at the contrast,

Me too

Nona tried to let Saida go. “It’s not me. I’m not like him. I’m not!” “No, please! I didn’t mean to.” Anger flared somewhere deep in Nona’s chest. She was trying to help the silly girl. Why was she scared? Did she think Nona had anything in common with a creature like Raymel Tacsis? “I’m not going to hurt you.” She found to her horror though

Aw this nightmare so soon?