【预订】Sword Catcher
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作者Cassandra Clare
出版社Random House Worlds
ISBN9780593724477
出版时间2023-10
装帧平装
定价138元
货号YB-86072
上书时间2024-06-29
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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • Two outcasts find themselves caught in a web of forbidden love, dangerous magic, and dark secrets that could change the world forever in the start of a riveting epic fantasy series from the author of The Shadowhunter Chronicles.
“Everything I look for in fantasy.”—George R. R. Martin
A POPSUGAR BEST BOOK OF THE YEAR
In the vibrant city-state of Castellane, the richest of nobles and the most debauched of criminals have one thing in common: the constant search for wealth, power, and the next hedonistic thrill.
Kel is an orphan, stolen from the life he knew to become the Sword Catcher—the body double of a royal heir, Prince Conor Aurelian. He has been raised alongside the prince, trained in every aspect of combat and statecraft. He and Conor are as close as brothers, but Kel knows that his destiny is to die for Conor. No other future is possible.
Lin Caster is one of the Ashkar, a small community whose members still possess magical abilities. By law, they must live behind walls within the city, but Lin, a physician, ventures out to tend to the sick and dying of Castellane. Despite her skills, she cannot heal her best friend without access to forbidden knowledge.
After a failed assassination attempt brings Lin and Kel together, they are drawn into the web of the mysterious Ragpicker King, the criminal ruler of Castellane’s underworld. He offers them each what they want most; but as they descend into his world of intrigue and shadow, they discover a conspiracy of corruption that reaches from the darkest gutters of Castellane to the highest tower of its palaces. As long-kept secrets begin to unravel, they must ask themselves: Is knowledge worth the price of betrayal? Can forbidden love bring down a kingdom? And will their discoveries plunge their nation into war—and the world into chaos?
纽约时报畅销书 •在《暗影猎手编年史》作者引人入胜的史诗奇幻系列的开头，两个被抛弃的人发现自己陷入了一张充满禁忌之爱、危险魔法和黑暗秘密的网络，这些网络可能会永远改变世界。
“我在幻想中寻找的一切。—乔治·RR·马丁
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在充满活力的卡斯特拉城邦，最富有的贵族和最放荡的罪犯有一个共同点：不断追求财富、权力和下一个享乐主义
凯尔是一名孤儿，他从自己熟悉的生活中被夺走，成为了捕剑者——皇家继承人康纳·奥勒利安王子的替身。他与王子一起长大，接受过战斗和治国方略各个方面的训练。他和康纳亲如兄弟，但凯尔知道他的命运就是为康纳而死。没有其他的未来是可能的。
林·卡斯特 (Lin Caster) 是阿什卡 (Ashkar) 的一员，阿什卡是一个小社区，其成员仍然拥有魔法能力。根据法律，他们必须住在城内的墙后，但林，一名医生，冒险出去照顾卡斯特拉的病人和垂死的人。尽管她技术精湛，但如果没有接触禁忌知识，她就无法治愈她最好的朋友。
一次失败的暗杀尝试将林和凯尔聚集在一起，他们被卷入了神秘的拾荒者国王的网络，他是卡斯泰兰的犯罪统治者; 的黑社会。他为他们每个人提供了他们最想要的东西；但当他们深入他的阴谋和阴影世界时，他们发现了一个腐败阴谋，从卡斯特拉最黑暗的阴沟一直延伸到宫殿的最高塔楼。随着长期保守的秘密开始被揭开，他们必须询问他们自己：知识值得付出背叛的代价吗？禁忌之爱会毁掉一个王国吗？他们的发现会让他们的国家陷入战争，让世界陷入混乱吗？
作者简介
Cassandra Clare is the author of the #1 New York Times, USA Today, Wall Street Journal, and Publishers Weekly bestselling Shadowhunter Chronicles. She is also the co-author, with Holly Black, of the bestselling fantasy series Magisterium. The Shadowhunter Chronicles have been adapted as both a major motion picture and a television series. Her books have more than fifty million copies in print worldwide and have been translated into more than thirty-five languages. Cassandra lives in western Massachusetts with her husband and three fearsome cats.
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There was a slight commotion at the door. Kel looked up to a swirl of Castelguards outside, like an incursion of flames. In their midst was a boy, who passed through the door and closed it firmly behind him.
Bensimon straightened up; he did not seem surprised. “Prince Conor.”
Kel felt his stomach drop. Here was the boy he’d been impersonating. A boy who had clearly never been sick. He gathered, now, that it had all been a test—and that this was somehow the final part.
The Crown Prince was all in steel blue, just like Kel. He was not wearing a circlet, but Kel would have known him for a prince regardless. He was tall for his age, with his mother’s fine features, and there was a sort of leaping flame behind his eyes and laughing expression on his face that made Kel want to smile at him, which was startling enough in itself. He knew the boy ought to be terrifying—he was royalty—and he was, and yet Kel wanted to smile at the Prince all the same.
Though he had no more years than Kel, Conor seemed worlds older as he crossed the room with a light step and said, “How was it, then? Being me?”
An unexpected ache bloomed like a flower behind Kel’s rib cage. I want to be like him, Kel thought. I want to walk through the world as if it will reshape itself around my dreams and desires. I want to seem as if I could touch the stars with light fingers and pull them down to be my playthings.
It was strange to want something you had never known you wanted.
Kel just nodded, as if to say that it was all fine. Conor tilted his head to the side, like a curious robin. “Leave us, Mayesh,” he said. “I would talk to Kel alone.”
Kel rather expected the Counselor to put up a fight. Instead, Mayesh Bensimon seemed to be hiding a smile. “As you wish,” he said, and swirled from the room in a cloud of gray cloak.
When he was gone, Kel rather missed him. Bensimon was the person he had known longest in the Palace. Prince Conor, though Kel had spent the night pretending to be him, was a stranger.
“Do you like weapons?” Conor said. “I could give you a dagger, if you liked.”
“To do what with?” Kel asked, suspiciously.
Conor smiled crookedly. “I don’t know what you like, you see,” he said. “I’m trying to think how to convince you to stay.”
“Stay? Here? In the Palace?”
Conor sat down on the edge of the smaller bed. “My father fostered in the kingdom of Malgasi,” he said. “They have a tradition there. When a prince turns ten years old, he is given a sort of—bodyguard. Királar, they call him. Sword Catcher. He is meant to stand in for the prince, to—to protect him from danger. He learns to walk and talk like him, to dress like him. He is made to look like him.”
“Made to look like him?” Kel echoed.
“Talismans, charms. Posy-drops to change the color of his eyes.” He sighed. “I am not making it sound very pleasant, but I told myself I would be honest with you. There is no point not being. You would find out, eventually.”
“You want me,” Kel said, slowly, “to be your Sword Catcher?”
Conor nodded. “My father could order you, but I do not want someone reluctant. I want someone who wants to do it. And not someone torn from their family, either. That is why—you are from an orphanage?”
Kel nodded. He was too stunned to speak.
Conor relaxed minutely. “That is good. Jolivet did not lie to me, at least.” He looked at Kel. “What do you think?”
“I think,” Kel said, “that it sounds dangerous, and probably difficult. I think if you are looking for someone who wants to do it, that may also be difficult.”
Conor exhaled painfully. “As you say.”
He looked deflated, which brought home the peculiarity of the situation. Kel had not known what to expect of a meeting with the Crown Prince of Castellane, but he had certainly not expected him to be depressed. “Well, you could try to convince me,” he said. “Tell me, what about it would be good?”
Conor looked up, his eyes brightening. “Really?” He sat up straight. “Well, you would live in the Palace. You would have whatever you wanted, most of the time. Within reason, but any clothes or books or—well, really anything. If you saw it in a shop window, I would get it for you. Unless it was a jade elephant or something else enormous.”
“That does seem impractical,” Kel said gravely, fighting a grin.
“We would learn together,” said Conor. “Jolivet isn’t the most agreeable fellow, but he’s the best sword-trainer out there. You would become an expert fighter. And my tutors are teaching me everything there is to know; they would teach you, too. You would speak a dozen languages, know the history of all Dannemore, the patterns of the stars, all the Great Equations.”
Despite himself, something kindled inside Kel. It was small and bright, a distant signal fire. It startled him. He had not expected to feel truly tempted.
“You would never be hungry,” Conor said softly. “And you would never be lonely. You would sleep here, beside me, and we would always be together. And your life would be extraordinary.”
Kel leaned back against the table. Extraordinary. He knew the word—from lessons, mostly.
Conor leaned forward in excitement. “You would meet royalty from all over, people descended from famous heroes. You would watch the greatest dancers dance, hear the best musicians. You would see things hardly anyone ever sees. You would travel the whole world.”
Kel thought of the White Rock near the Orfelinat; that had been the ship he sailed with Cas across imaginary oceans. He thought of the marbles they used to weight down their map in the endless game of where-do-you-want-to-go. They had both always known they would never see those distant lands.
“See the world,” he said. “With—you?”
Conor nodded eagerly. “Most of the time you won’t be pretending to be me. You’ll be given another identity. The name of a noble. A
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