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Book Information:
Genre: Epic Fantasy
Author: Michelle West
Name: The Broken Crown
Series: The Sun Sword saga 1
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The Broken Crown
Book one of the Sun Sword saga
By Michelle West
NAME LIST
DOMINION Of ANNAGAR
dSert’of ‘SdkRdws
Annagarian Ranks
Tyr’agar Ruler of the Dominion
Tyr’agnate Ruler of one of the five Terreans of the
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Dominion
Tyr The Tyr’agar or one of the four Tyr’agnate
Tyran Personal bodyguard (oathguard) of a Tyr
Tor’agar A noble in service to a Tyr Tor’agnate A noble in service to a Tor’agar; least of noble
ranks
Tor A Tor’agar or Tor’agnate
Toran Personal bodyguard (oathguard) of a Tor
Ser A clansman
Serra The primary wife and legitimate daughters of a clansman
kai The holder or first in line to the clan title
par The brother of the first in line; the direct son of the title holder
Dramatis Personae
ESSALIEYAN
AVANTARI (The Palace) The Royals
King Reymalyn: the Justice-born King King Cormalyn: the Wisdom-born King Queen Marieyan
(an’Cormalyn) Queen Siodonay The Fair (an ‘Reymalyn) Prince Reymar: son of the Queen
Siodonay & Reymaris Prince Cormar: son of the Queen Mareiyan & Cormaris Princess Mirialyn
ACormaris: daughter of Queen Marieyan & King Cormalyn
The Non-Royals
Duvari: the Lord of the Compact; leader of the Astari Devon ATerafin: member of the Astari and
of House
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Terafin Commander Sivari: former King’s Champion (at the
Summer Games)
The Hostages
Ser Valedan kai di’Leonne (Raverra): the heir to the Sword of The Dominion
Serra Marlena en’Leonne: Valedan’s mother; born a slave; granted honorific “Serra” because her
son has been recognized and claimed as legitimate
Ser Fillipo par di’Callesta (Averda): brother to the
Tyr’agnate of Averda Serra Tara di’Callesta: his Serra Michaele di’Callesta: oldest son
Frederick di’Callesta: youngest son Andrea en ‘Callesta: his concubine
Ser Kyro di’Lorenza (Sorgassa): the oldest of the hostages Serra Helena di’Lorenza: the only
wife he has; he has taken no others Ser Gregori di’Lorenza: his son
Ser Mauro di ‘Garradi (Oerta) Serra Alina di’Lamberto (Mancorvo)
Imperial Army
The Eagle: Commander Bruce Allen. Commands the
First Army The Hawk: Commander Berrilya. Commands the
Second Army The Kestrel: Commander Kalakar. Commands the
Third Army & the Ospreys
THE TEN:
Kalakar
Ellora: The Kalakar.
Verms Korama: her closest friend and counselor
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Verrus Vernon Loris: friend and counselor
The Ospreys:
Primus Duarte: leader
Alexis (Sentrus or Decarus)
Auralis (Sentrus or Decarus)
Fiara (Sentrus)
Cook (Sentrus)
Sanderson (Decarus)
Berriliya
Devran: The Berriliya
Terafin
Amarais: The Terafin Morretz: her Domicis Jewel ATerafin: part of her House council; also seer-
born Avandar: Jewel’s Domicis
THE ORDER OF KNOWLEDGE
Meralonne APhaniel: Member of the Council of the
Magi; first circle mage Sigurne Mellifas: Member of the Council of the Magi; first circle mage
SENNIEL COLLEGE
Solran Marten: Bardmaster of Senniel College Kallandras: Master Bard of Senniel
ANNAGAR
The Tor Leonne
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General Alesso par di’Marente - par to Corano; General to the former Tyr
General Baredan kai di ‘Navarre: General to the former Tyr; loyal to Leonne.
Widan Cortano di’Alexes: the Sword’s Edge
Lord Isladar of the kin: the link between the Shining Court and the Dominion
THE CLANS
Callesta
Ramiro kai di’Callesta: the Tyr
Karro di Callesta: Tyran; half-brother (concubine’s son); the oldest of the Tyran Mikko di
Callesta: Tyran; half-brother (concubine’s son)
Garrardi Eduardo kai di’Garrardi: the Tyr’agnate of the Terrean of Oerta
Lamberto
Mareo kai di’Lamberto: the Tyr’agnate of Mancorvo Serra Donna en’Lamberto: his Serra Galen
kai di’Lamberto: the kai (former par)
Leonne
Markaso kai di’Leonne: the Tyr’agar
Serra Amanita en’Leonne: the Tyr’agar’s Serra
Illara kai di’Leonne: the heir
Serra Diora en’Leonne: also Serra Diora di’Marano
Ser Illara’s concubines:
Faida en’Leonne: Oathwife to Diora Ruatha en ‘Leonne: Oathwife to Diora Dierdre en’Leonne:
Oathwife to Diora
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Lorenza
Jarrani kai dVLorenza: the Tyr’agnate of Sorgassa Hectore kai di’Lorenza: the kai
Marano
Adano kai di’Marano: Tor’agar to Mareo kai di’Lamberto
Sendari par di ‘Marano: his brother; Widan
Serra Fiona en’Marano: Sendari’s wife
Ser Artano: Sendari’s oldest son
Serra Diora di’Marano: Sendari’s only child by his first wife Sendari’s concubines:
Alana en’Marano: the oldest of Sendari’s wives
lllana en ‘Marano
Mia en’Marano
Lissa en ‘Marano: given to the healer-born Serra Teresa di’Marano: sister to Adano and Sendari
Caveras
Ser Laonis di’Caveras: healer-born; his wife is Lissa en’Caveras.
THE RAD ANN
Radann Fredero kai el’Sol: the ruler of the Radann
Jevri el’Sol: his loyal servitor
Radann Samiel par el’Sol: youngest of the Hand of God
Radann Peder par el’Sol
Marakas par el’Sol: contemporary of Fredero
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Samadar par el’Sol: the oldest of the par el’Sol
THE VOYANI
Arkosa
Evallen of the Arkosa Voyani: the woman who ruled the
Voyani clan Margret of the Arkosa Voyani: her chosen “heir”
Havalla
Yollana of the Havalla Voyani: ruler of the clan
BIRTH
I: ASKEYIA
th ofHenden, 411AA Averalaan, the Common
Children were always the worst.
Five years spent cramping knees at the feet of Levee, the most notorious healer on the isle of
Averalaan Ara-marelas, had drilled into Askeyia a’Narin the fundamental lessons about how to
be a healer in the Real World. But although she could now walk past crippled men, injured
women, people in pain so great that they hid it behind enough ale to flood a river, she found it
hard to bypass the children.
So she did what many of the healer-born did when they went about their errands in the city
outside of their walls: she dressed like one of the poorer merchants, and she kept the medallion
which proclaimed her birthright—the talent with which she’d been born—hidden. It meant that
the needy had to actually know who she was before they could approach her with their tales of
woe.
It was so hard to say no. It was still hard. She wondered, as she pulled the edges of her woven
shawl more tightly around her shoulders, if she would ever find it easy. Levee had perfected such
a look of temper that people were afraid to speak to him—and he was the only healer who wore
his medallion openly no matter where he traveled.
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Of course, Levee also had a single brow that crossed his forehead in a dark unbroken line, and his
temper suited the perpetual frown he wore; had she been injured, with nowhere to turn, she’d
probably have to be paid to approach the taciturn healer.
Askeyia a’Narin had no such brow. She had no height to speak of, although she had so hoped that
she would take after her father’s family and grow all tall and willowy by the time she’d reached
her name age. It hadn’t happened; she’d slimmed down a little—hard work and a poor harvest
always had that effect—but she’d only gained an inch on her mother, and her mother was, to put
it politely, short.
She’d tried different hairstyles, something suitably severe, but they made her chin look chubby,
and she had, although Mother knew it was childish, her vanity. She also had an uncanny ability to
be recognized for what she was, although how or why she couldn’t say.
Heal one of them, Levee would say sternly, and they’ll follow you around like rats for the rest of
your life, gnawing at your strength when you can least afford to
lose it.
You think you can save the world because you’re young. You can’t. And if you let the pain of the
world drag you in, you’ll find the undertow is too strong; you’ll be swept away by it, and all of
the good you could have done in a long life of healing will be lost.
There are always dying men. Dying women. Dying children. They need and will always need. But
you don’t owe them your life, is that clear? If you were meant to live‘ their lives, you’d have been
born them. You weren’t. Those people with broken ribs or infections or illnessesthey don’t
care who you are; they reach for you blindly, the same way they reach for a drink. They’ll drain
you as dry, if you give them half a chance. You can’t afford to be swallowed by those needs.
Askeyia, are you listening?
She had nodded politely, thinking that Dantallon was a healer without compare, but a gentle man,
a quiet one. Most of the healer’s students felt that way, but they’d long since refrained from
pointing him out as a counterexample. She’d tried it, once.
Of course, he’s gentle, had been his reply. He’s the Queen’s own healer. A commoner with a cold
comes near him and the Kings’ personal guard will make the matter of a healing entirely moot.
You, on the other hand, are far too approachable. I tell you, Askeyia, you’re the softest free
towner I’ve ever met.
Words meant to sting, and they did.
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Because he was right, and she hated it.
As proof of this, as proof that his words held both sting and truth—as if words with no truth
could sting at all— she looked up from her reverie and saw a woman standing in the cobbled
streets of the Common. The bowers of the Rings—the ancient stands of trees that were famous
throughout the Empire—caught the height of the midday sun and made of it shadow, short and
dark, that pooled around the woman’s feet. Her eyes were wide, her skin unnaturally pale, and the
collar that framed her neck was worn to threads; Levee’s second youngest healer thought that the
shift she wore had once been a deep blue by the edge of color near seams that were splitting with
age; it was pale now, whatever its color had once been.
Askeyia started to lower her face again—she found it easier to walk through the Common with
her eyes cast groundward—but she stopped as she saw that the woman’s arms were rigidly
curved on either side of a bundle of cloth. A still bundle.
People were always in a hurry in the Common; they glared at the woman as they shoved their
way past her, flowing to either side like a sluggish river. The woman swayed as shoulders and
elbows brushed her to either side, but she stayed her ground as if rooted to it. Raising her glance
from the bundle to the woman’s face, Askeyia made her first mistake: she met the eyes, dark-
ringed, horrified.
You couldn’t meet eyes like that and turn away. You couldn’t do it; you’d have to leave shreds of
soul behind just to tear yourself free.
Swallowing, she glanced over her shoulder once, but there were no other healers in sight; Jonas
had run ahead, and Mercy—Aristide, really, but everyone called him Mercy, for reasons which
were clearly lost on Askeyia— had disappeared into a stall full of people with too many elbows
for Askeyia’s less prepossessing size. Neither one could see her, and what they couldn’t see, they
couldn’t report.
Besides, it wasn’t as if she was going to heal the babe. She was just—she was just going to see if
the babe needed help. That was all. She was just going to take a small look; just touch the child.
Nothing too dangerous. And children—well, if they were the most compelling, they were also by
far the easiest to heal all across the spectrum; their ies helped.
Taking a deep breath, Askeyia a’Narin reached into her shirt and pulled out the medallion of the
healer-born. It
She did not look over her shoulder again. She did not wonder where Jonas and Mercy were. She
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held the life glittered in the sun as she laid it flat against her breast, a in her hands, and the life
was almost everything. It was platinum rectangle, simple and severe, with only the why a healer
couldn’t freely touch the injured or the dying golden glow of two hands, palm up, to alleviate the
stark- at her level of skill; the call was almost impossible ness. No one in the city could mistake
the medallion itself to ignore. Not that she would have ignored it; she was, for anything other
than what it was. as Levee had said, the softest free towner that he had
The flash of light cut the shadow and drew the woman’s attention, and although she made no
move as Levee ever met.
She brushed a stray strand of limp, dark hair from the toward Askeyia, her dark eyes lit with a
hunger, a hope, curve of her cneek; it was shorn by fire, the candle’s that the healer had seen so
often it shouldn’t have been kiss—one she’d been too tired to completely avoid. With jarring. But
it was. care, she took the child from the arms of his mother.
“Healer,” the woman said. Healer, I know— Askeyia lifted a hand that was at once gentle and
impe-
He’s only a babe, she thought. It won’t cost much.
rious. She held out her hands but the woman’s arms, thin Babies were need define(j5 but thdr needs were
si { and fragile, seemed locked in a position that she herself ^ sleeping physicai COmfort. Askeyia felt
the had forgotten how to break. Shock-or worse. The ^^ ^ £ ^ {n a msh ag ^ h^ th h woman started to
speak agam and again Askeyia lifted a inarticulate icture smells_the smells were strong-hand Of all he
things that she found^ difficult the. f ^ miH j ful tearful tired> and some.
pleading was always the worst; it cut her, to hear a voice ^ angry m^ ^ v^nySh^ could nQt re<:ognize this
°“ielm Askeyiaea’Narin,” she told the woman gently. womafn, j“ *e woman who stood in such
desperation, ”And I’m-I’m about to’start my day at the M^‘lSfS^^^ temple in the thirteenth
holding.“ It was absolutely true
“T-f •A.««‘«4 If hah’ A 1W n. wrvü ^qh or«r*r»mr»cin’t/ mp ” She p
“If you’d-if you’d like, you can accompany me held out her arms again.
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