The Trojan Icon (Ethan Gage Adventures Book 8) - Plot & Excerpts
Our sleigh runners hiss like snakes as we flee St. Petersburg, dreams dashed, pursuit inevitable. Astiza is silent, clutching Harry to her side, her silence toward me an accusation. No, her quiet is shared guilt, because she brought word of the swords. Foul choice, or foul luck? If Von Bonin hadn’t spotted me at the fortress, all would still be well. But he’d inexplicably been there a day ahead of schedule. Now we hurtle into the wilderness of Eastern Europe, rootless and betrayed, our immediate hopes pinned to a fat, middle-aged, would-be-king in exile. We abandoned our apartment so quickly that it might as well have been on fire, ambition dashed, Gregor dead, us fugitives. Our one mare isn’t enough. We need a full team. When have I last slept? Night and day have merged into nightmare. When the shouts of soldiers searching the ice for my corpse finally abated, I sent Harry crawling out the ship alone to tell Astiza I’d survived.
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