By Mercedes Lackey
The 7th daughter of the ocean King, Ekaterina is greater than a pampered princess--she's additionally the kinfolk secret agent. Which makes her the suitable emissary to take a look at attention-grabbing happenings within the neighboring kingdom...and not anything pursuits her greater than Sasha, the 7th son of the king of Belrus. Ekaterina suspects he's faraway from the idiot humans imagine him. yet ahead of she will discover what lies underneath his facade, she is kidnapped!
Trapped in a citadel on the mercy of a possessive Jinn, Ekaterina is familiar with her possibilities of being came upon are slender. Now fortune, a idiot and a paper poultry are the one issues she will be able to count number on--along along with her personal shrewdpermanent brain and intrepid heart....
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Shiva raised his sword defensively as the shepherd came up close. Feigning a sideward movement to draw the shepherd into an aggressive attack, Shiva dropped his sword low. The shepherd should have been tempted to move in for a kill wound and in response, Shiva would have quickly raised his sword and dug it deep into the shepherd’s heart. The shepherd, however, moved unexpectedly. Instead of taking advantage of Shiva’s opening, he tried to strike Shiva’s shoulder. Shiva quickly raised his right arm and swung viciously, inflicting a deep wound across the shepherd’s torso.
Shiva had considered asking Nandi about the whereabouts of Sati but had eventually decided against it. He was painfully aware that he had made a less than spectacular impression on her at their first meeting. If she hadn’t made it easy for him to find her, it only meant that she wasn’t terribly stirred by him. He didn’t want to compound the issue by speaking casually about her to others. He smiled as the memory of her face came flooding back to him. He replayed the magical moments when he had seen her fighting.
Only a calm breeze broke the almost deathly silence that enveloped the audience. The Guruji, Sati and Krittika looked in amazement at Shiva. They did not understand what he was doing but could feel the energy that Shiva’s stance was emanating. Shiva raised both his arms in an elegant circular movement to the sides to bring them in line with his shoulder. His right hand was moulded into a position like it was holding an imaginary dumru , a small, handheld percussion instrument. His left hand was open with its palm facing upward, almost like it was receiving some divine energy.