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

by Samantha Shannon

“I am Firstblood. I was first and last to eat of the hawthorn, and it granted me eternal life.

siden—terrene magic. It comes from the core of the world, and is channeled through the tree. Those who eat of its fruit can wield its magic.

sterren—the power of the stars. This kind of magic is cold and elusive, graceful and slippery. It allows the wielder to cast illusions, control water . . . even to change their shape.

“Ascalon.” “A sword of sterren, forged with siden. A perfect union.

a pearl. the second jjewel. predicted this last time wewere on tane

i knew it

here—she who loved the Deceiver well enough to forge the sword for him.

“We both serve the Mother, Mita,” she said. “Let us see which of us she favors.”

the pieces are finally mting n connecting

each of them looked so much like the others, they might all have been sisters.

“Sabran Berethnet,” she said softly, “has destroyed the house. She is barren stock. Bastard-born.

Roslain. “Get back.” A knife shone in her grasp. “I will cut your throat if you touch her, Grandmother, I swear it—”

“When history fails to shed light on the truth, myth creates its own.”

“If Sabran the First was not born of Cleolind,” she said eventually, “and I am not saying I believe it, Ead—then who was her mother? Who was the first Queen of Inys?” “I don’t know.”

“Piety can turn the power-hungry into monsters,” Ead said. “They can twist any teaching to justify their actions.”

oooo this is a smart lie

She had led them from the depths of terror to the height of adoration. Sabran was golden-tongued.

Viscountess was an honorary title in Inys, used to raise a woman who was not of noble or holy blood. Never had it been bestowed upon one who was not an Inysh subject.

The way he gazed at her, she might have been a sunrise after years of night.

Then she turned, intending to slip away to her chamber—only to find Sabran waiting. Ead watched her as the floor cleared. So did the rest of the court. “Play a candle dance,” Sabran said.

“You may be a queen, but you are not my queen. I am not your subject, Sabran.” Ead stepped inside and shut the doors. “And that is why you can be certain that what was between us was real.”

“Tell me, Eadaz uq-Nāra,” she said softly, “am I a greater fool to want you still?”

this is the best

i think sabran is the true sword or maybe her line is

THIS IS GROOMING??? LOL

WHOOOOAAAAAA

so two truths.. virtudom and the priory

“He had the sword. I was weak. A friend helped me escape . . . but I had to leave my Sabran. My little princess.” Sabran the First, the first queen regnant of Inys.

The Deceiver had himself been deceived.

Then he went to Nurtha, where I had raised him, and hanged himself from my hawthorn tree.

world. All of them had so much of me, and nothing of him. One daughter for each, always with green eyes. An unexpected consequence of the sterren, I suppose.”

“I gave her dreams of the childbed so she would know how I suffered birthing her ancestor. And I gave her dreams of the Nameless One, and of me, so she would know her fate.”

she killed the baby

Kalyba?

The secret that had divided the Priory for centuries.

Drunk on an enchantment, Galian Berethnet had lain with a woman he had seen as a mother and got her with child. He had built his religion like a wall around his shame. And to save his legacy, he had seen no choice but to sanctify the lie.

“My heart knows your song, as yours knows mine. And I will always come back to you.”

“Captain Harlowe

Feather Island, a sacred place, home to the most treasured documents in the East,”

“The tree does not say,” came the calm reply. “Though Neporo was willing to stand, she could only control one of the jewels. She needed someone else to wield the second. That was when a miracle came. A princess of the South arrived on the shores of Komoridu. Her name was Cleolind.”

“Cleolind had been weakened by her first encounter with the Nameless One. Facing him a second time destroyed her. Neporo returned the body to the South, along with the waning jewel.”

“The jewel lives in a descendant of Neporo.”

Tané Miduchi. Heir of the Queen of Komoridu. Heir to an empty rock and a dead tree.

City of the Thousand Flowers.”

“There is great risk for us all, I know. But what ruler made history by avoiding it?”

Remember to be compassionate when you judge her, Tané. She is a young woman, responsible for the welfare of her people.”

A living sister of the mulberry tree on Komoridu.

There was something of Chassar, the man who had saved her, in the lines of her jaw and brow, and Tané wondered if they were kin.

Just barely made this connection

Or kalyba

This was her inheritance. The island for outcasts.