The Priory of the Orange Tree (The Roots of Chaos, #1)

by Samantha Shannon

The guards were on high alert, but she needed no siden to get into forbidden places.

Uhm...how does she get in?

High Princess

Brygstad,

“and its name is siden

Wont the high alert guards overhear?

Unceasing Emperor

the Twelve Lakes,

Sigoso

Rumelabar.

ancient skystone tablet

Tablet of Rumelabar speaks of a balance between fire and starlight. Nobody has ever been able to interpret it. Alchemists and scholars have theorized that the balance is symbolic of the worldly and the mystic, of anger and temperance, of humanity and divinity—but I think the words should be taken literally.”

Gulthaga.”

the Dreadmount,

Wilgastr

Gulthaga.

Buried City

tuff,

French, volcanic porous rock...not what i would have thought

Viceroy of Orisima.

“My grandsire knew a little of the ancient language of Gulthaga. He had translated some of the astronomical writings. They revealed that this comet, the Long-Haired Star, causes a starfall each time it passes.”

Very confusing...and it seems like someone who knows little of a language wouldnt accurately translate an astronomical text

I believe that at some point in history, something upset the cycle. Now the fire grows too strong, too fast. Too fast for the comet to subdue it.”

why I believe he will return.

Bitch you didnt explain ANYTHING

“I want to pity you, child,” she said, “but I find my heart cold. You have fished in the waters of history and arranged some fractured pieces into a picture that gives your grandsire’s death some meaning—but your determination to make it truth does not mean it is so.”

Good line...sounds like something Roos would say

arrow-slit.

??? Worst is thats its THE arrowslit...like i should know so there is no context given. A slit...in the wall? Floor? Ceiling? How big is it? why is it there? Cant the guards hear them through it?

. . . Fire ascends from the earth, light descends from the sky. Too much of one doth inflame the other, and in this is the extinction of the universe.

think on the girl in the tower no more.

Whyyyy not? Its her joooob

almond

Native to the middle east

curdling

Phrasing. Inspired by the milk, eh?

Compunction

1800s, old french

Like an eggshell.”

Good simile?

She was a sister of the Priory, destined to slay wyrms,

Kalyba

threw on a hooded cloak

SEE!! A cloak hides a person. Vindication for earlier bad simile

It had been twelve years since she had fought a wyrm without her siden, but she, of all the people in this city, had the greatest chance of driving off the High Western.

Uhhh...ok? Show dont tell?

the Florell Stair, which connected on the third floor to the main stair of the Queen Tower.

Heath.

blear-eyed

BlearY-eyed

The Mother

made of metal from the Dreadmount,

Little Ead is shooting a giant metal arrow?

gunstones

???

her arm was no longer strong enough to make a full draw.

Duhh

siden, her chances of a hit were slim.

But she was so confident

Komoridu.

Ginura.

“Although the legend has survived,” Laya said, “no one has ever been able to find Komoridu. For centuries, the scroll containing its story was kept on Feather Island. Someone stole it from the sacred archives and gave it to the Golden Empress . . . but it soon became apparent that part of it was missing. A part she believes is vital.”

As if there were two firmaments, and their ship was a ghost ship, adrift between worlds. The sea had turned itself to glass, so the heavens might finally look upon themselves.

Couldnt decide on one metaphor?

Thirty-six women of the House of Berethnet bore daughters in the name of Inys.

afeared

Antebellum south?

Sabran drew her close, and Ead kissed the Queen of Inys as she would kiss a lover.

There it is

the flare of starbirth on their lips. They were honeycombs of secret places,

Uhg

Moonlight filled it up like milk.

Bad simile

Milk Lagoon,