Raisa was only a child when she was kidnapped and enslaved in Qilara. Forced to serve in the palace of the King, she’s endured hunger, abuse, and the harrowing fear of discovery. Everyone knows that Raisa is Arnath, but not that she is a Learned One, a part of an Arnath group educated in higher order symbols. In Qilara, this language is so fiercely protected that only the King, the Prince, and Tutors are allowed to know it. So when the current Tutor-in-training is executed for sharing the guarded language with slaves and Raisa is chosen to replace her, Raisa knows that, although she may have a privileged position among slaves, any slipup could mean death.
That would be challenging enough, but training alongside Prince Mati could be her real undoing. And when a romance blossoms between them, she’s suddenly filled with a dangerous hope for something she never before thought possible: more. Then she’s approached by the Resistance—an underground army of slaves—to help liberate the Arnath people. Joining the Resistance could mean freeing her people…but she’d also be aiding in the war against her beloved, an honorable man she knows wants to help the slaves.
Working against the one she loves—and a palace full of deadly political renegades—has some heady consequences. As Raisa struggles with what’s right, she unwittingly uncovers a secret that the Qilarites have long since buried…one that, unlocked, could bring the current world order to its knees.
And Raisa is the one holding the key.
So have you read the book about the slave girl in the palace convinced to use her position to help out a rebellion?
Oh. You have?
But wait! She’s having an affair with/is in love with the Prince! And the Prince really wants to abolish slavery but his father doesn’t agree!
Yeah. You’ve probably read some variation of this book before, but I will say that this is a pretty good example of the genre. I don’t really have much to say about this book other than the sudden and huge occurrence of magic towards the very end feels very out of nowhere(not to mention a wee bit messianic) and the ending is painfully corny with a hint of kumbaya going on, though not out of place for the genre.
All told, if you like this kind of book, you’ll probably enjoy this book. There’s just not much more to be said.
Verdict: Borrow It