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- Herausgeber: Nosy Crow
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022
The second book in a thrilling, magical, and action-packed new fantasy series, illustrated throughout and perfect for 7 - 9 year olds! In the land of Draconis, there are no dragons. Once, there were. Once, humans and dragons were friends, and created the great city of Rivven together. But then came the Dragon Storm, and the dragons retreated from the world of humans. To the men and women of Draconis, they became legends and myth. Cara has spent her life on the streets, relying on her wits - and a mysterious voice that seemed to live inside her head - for survival. She's amazed when she learns that the voice actually belongs to a dragon - her dragon - and she's invited to join a hidden society, the Dragonseer Guild, for those who can summon their own dragon. But Cara isn't used to having friends, and so when she and her dragon Silverthief uncover a dangerous secret, they must decide who they can trust... and their lives will depend on it. An exciting new fantasy series from the highly acclaimed author of Orion Lost, brilliantly illustrated throughout, and perfect for fans of Beast Quest and How to Train your Dragon.
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Also in the series:
TOMAS AND IRONSKIN
Coming soon:
ELLIS AND PATHSEEKER
MIRA AND FLAMETELLER
KAI AND BONESHADOW
ERIN AND ROCKHAMMER
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IN THE LAND OF DRACONIS, THERE ARE NO DRAGONS.
Once, there were. Once, humans and dragons were friends, and guarded the land. They were wise, and strong, and created the great city of Rivven together.
But then came the Dragon Storm, and the dragons retreated from the world of humans. To the men and women of Draconis, they became legends and myth.
And so, these days, in the land of Draconis, there are no dragons…
…Or so people thought.
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THE SILVER THIEF
In the dead dark of a moonless night, a young girl climbed the palace walls.
The palace stood on an ancient rock that rose high above the city of Rivven. Its walls were well made, of smooth grey stone with few handholds, but the girl moved confidently, ignoring the drop below her. Finding a crack between two bricks, she pulled herself up and placed her feet against a thin ledge. She reached for the next gap. 2
Wait.
The voice came from inside her head. She didn’t know how, or whose voice it was, but she’d heard it her whole life. It was her only friend, and she trusted it. She stopped. Above her, a guard leaned out over the edge of the wall and gazed down, bored. The figure waited, hidden in a grey cloak that perfectly matched the stonework, until the guard wandered away. Now, said the voice.
She continued climbing until she came to a narrow window about halfway up, then squeezed through and into a corridor, 3landing in a crouch. No one was around. Faint torchlight flickered at one end, and a solid wooden door blocked the other.
She removed her cloak and tucked it into her backpack. Underneath, she was a small, thin girl, with silver-blonde hair and a pinched, serious face. She wore dark colours, mottled like shadows. She crept towards the door and listened for a moment, and then slowly lifted the latch and entered.
Beyond were more corridors, some dark, some lit by torchlight. She moved cautiously. At one point she stopped and sank into the shadows as a servant scurried past. The floor had rich-red carpet now, and torches burned in alcoves. 4
On the left, said the voice.
The girl paused. The patch of wall to her left seemed different, the stonework slightly pale. She felt round the edges until she was sure, then pushed at one brick …
… and the wall swung outwards, revealing a hidden entrance.
The girl’s face didn’t change. She crept into the darkness along a narrow passageway, feeling her way until she reached another doorway, opened it, and entered a room.
Inside it was bright, and shimmering with lamplight, and rich. Every inch shone with precious metal, dark polished wood, crystal. Beautiful embroideries covered the walls, shimmering with golden thread. In the 5middle of the room sat a huge four-poster bed.
This is it, said the voice. King Godfic’s royal quarters!
The girl stared around, her mouth open.
Come on, we’d better be quick.
She nodded, and tiptoed across to a grand dressing table in front of an enormous mirror.
He likes looking at himself, doesn’t he?
The girl grinned and checked the drawers. One was full of little jars of powder and perfume; one held a display of embroidered lace handkerchiefs. One had papers, and wax, and the king’s official stamp.
One was locked. The girl pulled two pins from her hair and carefully used them to feel 6inside the lock. Then she twisted, and the lock clicked. She slid the drawer open … and gasped.
The inside was lined with dark-red velvet, and its contents shimmered. There were gold and silver rings, a heavy gold link necklace, a chain of pearls. Beautiful, ornate pins carved into the shapes of animals, inlaid with precious stones. Coins lay scattered at the base. And in the centre, on its own stand, sat a large golden brooch with an enormous diamond.
That’s it!
Carefully, the girl picked up the brooch and peered at it. Its base was an octagon, with eight ornate golden sides, framing a 7diamond that shone like a star. There was something in the diamond’s heart – perhaps painted underneath? Peering inside, she made out an eye, beautifully drawn, fierce, and somehow cruel. Not a human eye; more like a cat’s, or a wolf’s, or…
I don’t like that.
8“What?” The girl was surprised. “It’s just a picture.”
It’s creepy.
