Fugitive Prince (Alliance of Light #1)

Fugitive Prince (Alliance of Light #1)

by Janny Wurts

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Overview

Where there is light, there must always be shadow… The fourth volume in Janny Wurts’s spectacular epic fantasy, now re-released with a striking new cover design along with the rest of the series.The schism began with two half-brothers empowered to subdue a Mistwraith. In revenge it cursed them to a life of perpetual conflict. Each believes absolutely in his cause, and loathes the other for opposing it…Lysaer, Prince of the Light – a charismatic leader sworn to set humanity free from sorcerous oppression. He claims divine power to safeguard his people from an enemy he is convinced will destroy them.Arithon, Master of Shadow – a trained mage who wishes for nothing but to defuse war, and search out the vanished old races who hold the key to restore the world’s shattered peace.When Koriani enchantresses join forces with Lysaer, new intrigues upset Arithon’s hard-won autonomy. Faction is set against faction, heart against heart, and the scene is set for an explosive recurrence of war. The curse of the Mistwraith echoes eternal…

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780006482994
Publisher: HarperCollins UK
Publication date: 09/01/2009
Series: Wars of Light and Shadow Series , #4
Edition description: (Reissue)
Pages: 576
Sales rank: 755,176
Product dimensions: 4.40(w) x 6.90(h) x 1.60(d)

About the Author

Janny Wurts is the author of the Cycle of Fire series, co-author of the worldwide bestselling Empire series with Raymond E. Feist, and is currently working on the Wars of Light and Shadow series. She often paints her own covers and is also an expert horsewoman, sailor, musician and archer.

Date of Birth:

December 10, 1953

Place of Birth:

Bryn Mawr, Lower Merion Township, Pennsylvania

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Chapter One

Winter 5647

Thirty-five thousand marched to war.
Their weeping widows all died poor.
Swords against Darkness, reap for Light
Fell Shadow's Prince and rend false night.

— verse of a marching song from the
campaign of Dier Kenton Vale
Third Age 5647

1. Fionn Areth

Strong arms closed and locked around Elaira's slim shoulders. Fingers strengthened by the sword and sensitized to a masterbard's arts tightened against her back. The dark-haired, driven man who cradled her surrendered at last to his blazing crest of passion. His lips softened against hers, the restraint, the control, the terrible doubts which bound him consumed all at once in a rush of tender need. She responded, melted. Her being exploded into sensation like fire and flight. At one with the prince who had captured her heart, her spirit knew again that single, suspended moment, with its promise of inexpressible joy.

Then the fulfillment of union snapped shy of release, doomed ever to fall short of consummation by the rough intervention of fate. This time, a harried, insistent pounding snapped the dream into fragmented memory.

The small-boned enchantress entangled in threadbare quilts jerked out of her fretful sleep. A muted cry escaped her. Chilled in the drafts which flowed over the sill of an unglazed croft window, she fought to regain full awareness. Once again, she grappled the irreversible reality: Merior's mild sea winds and the Prince of Rathain lay two years removed in her past.

Elaira squeezed her eyes shut against the ache. Instead of the muffled boom of breakers creamingagainst stainless sands, the ferocious, clawing breath of winter whined over the white-mantled dales of Araethura.

Yesterday's blizzard had delivered a biting, cold night.

Over the open glens, through stands of scrub oak and across the rustling flats of frozen marsh, the ice whipped in driven bursts, to rattle the ill-fitted shutters of her cottage at the fringe of the moor. Crystals found the cracks, tapped at the lintels, and fanned a frosted arc of silver across the leaked bit of moonlight admitted through the same chink. While the eddies moaned and clawed past the beams of the eaves, and the spent tang of ash commingled with the fragrance of cut cedar and frost-damp miasma of moldered thatch, Elaira exhaled a deep breath. Given time, the runaway pound of her heart would subside.

She untangled the fist still clenched through a coil of auburn hair. Too many times she awakened like this, struggling against the blind urge to weep, while the ripping, slow agony of Arithon's memory threatened to stop her will to live. In desperation, against the vows of the Koriani Order which tied her lifelong to a celibate service, her refuge from despair became the fiercely guarded shelter of her solitude.

Tonight, even that grace was forfeit. The disturbance which had torn her from lacerating dreams came again, the insistent hammer of a fist on wood.

There would be some emergency, of course. Elaira grumbled a filthy phrase in the gutter vernacular of her childhood and kicked off her tatty layers of quilts. "Fatemaster's twoeyed vigilance! Do they all think I'm deaf as a post?"

Whoever pounded for admittance, the abuse threatened to burst the tacked strips of leather that hung her rickety door.

Sped by awareness that she lacked any tools for small carpentry, Elaira heaved up from her hoarded nest of warmth amid the bedclothes. The shock of cold planks against her bare soles dissolved her invective to a gasp. She had retired unclothed, since yesterday's storm had soaked through to her shift. Through forced delay as she fumbled past the clammy folds of her cloak to snatch the first suitable garment from its peg, the hammering gained a fresh urgency.

"Fiends plague!" The dank cloak would just have to serve. "Whoever you are, I don't dispense remedies naked!"

Elaira bundled the soggy wool over her shoulders. She closed shivering fingers to secure the cloth under her chin, then shot the bar and stepped back as the door swung inward.

A dazzle of moonlight flooded through. The collapse of the drift left pocketed across her threshold doused her bare ankles in snow. Elaira yelped and leaped back. Her cloak caught in an eddy of wind, snagged the latch, and tugged itself free of her grasp.

The herder boy outside froze in startlement, saucer eyes pinned to the slide of the wool down the firm, naked swell of her breast.

Elaira managed the grace not to laugh at his expression. She caught the errant wool and snugged it back up to her collarbones. "Are you going to come in?" she asked with mild acerbity. "Or will you just stand 'til you freeze with your mouth hanging open)

The shepherd boy shut his baby-skinned jaw with a click. Too young for subterfuge, still innocent enough to flush to the roots of his tangled hair, he ventured a slurred apology behind the snagged hem of his sleeve.

"Of course there's trouble," Elaira said more gently. "You've a year yet to grow before you start calling on ladies for that sort of randy interest, yes?"

The boy shrank and turned redder. Since he was also frightened enough to bolt back into the night, the enchantress caught his arm in a grip like fixed shackles. She bundled him inside, wise enough to slam the door before she plonked him on the stool by the hearth and let him go.

"Who's fallen sick?" she demanded, brisk enough to shock through his stunned silence. She groped meantime across darkness to sort through the pile of last night's discarded clothing. The fire had done its usual and gone out. Gusts hissed down the cottage's flue and scattered ash across the stone apron where her herbal still rested, a dismantled glint of burnished copper and glass reflecting a meticulous upkeep. Seized through by a shiver, Elaira drew on the ley linen layers of her underthings, then laced the stiffened leather of her leggings overtop.

The herdboy huddled under mufflers on her stool and could not seem to find his tongue.

"Don't say no one's sick," Elaira murmured through chattering teeth as she turned her back, cast off the cloak, and wormed into the dank, frowsty cloth of her shift. The hem which had been dripping as she drifted off to sleep now crackled with thin, crusted ice.

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Fugitive Prince (Alliance of Light #1) 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 15 reviews.
sleo More than 1 year ago
4.5 stars. I'm not really happy with any of my reviews of this series, so I'm putting this in every one: Mistwraith is an incredibly compelling, action filled, gut wrenching, heart stopping adventure with one of the most incredible love stories I've read in a long time. As in the previous books, the plot is intricate and compelling. The battle continues with Lysaer wanting to wage war and Arithon fleeing to try and avoid more killing, which tears him to pieces. Each book adds more layers to the overall picture of the world of Athera, the ancient Paravians who have disappeared, the mystery of where they went and why humans are on this world at all. It reminds me of one of those pictures with many layers of sheer paper with the objects colored in that keep building complexity upon complexity until the image is very rich and powerful. An intense and emotional scene consists of the sorcerers confronting Lysaer and giving him alternate choices of action. One of the important things that emerges more completely in this book is that since their empathic connection while healing the fisherman in Merior, Elaira and Arithon are able to maintain an empathic connection with one another and are able to be aware of how the other one is feeling by reaching out empathetically. The love that develops in this way is quite powerful, even though they are not able to be together because of Elaira's oath to the Koriani for celibacy and obedience. I only gave this one four and a half stars because it was not quite as compelling as the previous three in that the action sequences are not as related to each other as in the previous books. They are spinning what is to emerge in later books, which I found as I continued to read.
Karlstar on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This series started out with a lot of promise, and the first few books were very good. However, by this book the villian is a mindless machine of evil, and the hero is so torn by angst at every death on his behalf that it gets very tiresome. It also drags out the plot to a painfully slow pace. The hero is still an excellent character, and so are all of his allies. Unfortunately, the slow pace becomes a very negative factor.
SunnySD on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Arithon continues to scramble, staying barely a set ahead of the pursuing armies of light. The tragically bought breathing space that resulted from Lysaer's horrific loss in the Warhost of Vastmark has closed. Lysaer is more determined than ever to find and slay his half-brother; he'll even accept to proffered aid of Koriani witches provided it bears fruit. And the tenuous hold Arithon maintains over the Mistwraith's curse is slipping. As a holy war kindles, the Fellowship can do nothing but strive to hold the warp and weft of the world together.Wurts' elegant style makes reading her books a pleasure, even as the story continues toward a grim conclusion. Definitely worth investing the time, but I'm hoping Arithon's plight eases just a bit soon!
reading_fox on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
It's not easy being on the run. Especially when your half brother is stirring up entire continents worth of people to hate the very idea of your existance. So what you really don't need is a magical sisterhood designating you target no.1 for their particularly convolute plots. However on the plus side you've still got a few people prepared to die for you (well Lyessar wants to kill them too, so in the meantime they'll die in your cause rather than his) plus the not inconsiderable might of what's left of the Seven powerfull Sorcerers, even if they are hampered by ethics of permission.I spent a lot of this book going "Oh dear" as first one then another plot falls foul of chance, clever characters, magic, or ancient ruins. The best laid plans of Mice, Men and even Magicians go oft awry, which is lucky for Arithon because that's just about all thats keeping him alive. There's a lot more focus on the Korinthian order - although Elaria is still in the background, and we learn more about why the Fellowship dislike them so. There is a small amount explanation of the world's history here - fascinating explantation why 1000s of year sof humankind haven't managed to develop more technology - and a subtle barb at modern society. This is really a minor characters book though. Arithon spends a lot of it unconscious or just sailing about, Lyessar doesn't get to have much of a character as he's subsumed into the Mistbane's curse, and so it's left to assisstants, sorceresses, and clansmen to keep the plot moving. The increasingly disjointed plot lines do mean it's a slightly less immersive experience than the previous works though. I particularly disliked the prose devise of scrying into the next scene that happens a few times, and there's also some contrived time travel, which is another personal dislike, and a favourite character is killed off. There is always a bit of attrition in epic fantasy - it's almost one fo the defining characteristics of the genre but I thought this person was safe enough. Oh no.A worthy continuation of the series and the convenient starting point of a new story arc - notable in the absence of Arithon contrived masacres of Lysesar's forces which were heading towards predictable in the last books and a welcome change. The style continues as complex and enjoyable as ever. See how it all works out in the 5 centuries of the brothers lives in the next few volumes.
plutoplex on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
An intriguing start to the Alliance of Light, the third part of the Wars of Light and Shadow. I found it slightly weaker than the other books in the series, but it still remains an impressive work, able to be read again and again.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Titles of Pandemonium There are several titles you can achieve through hardwork to show milestones. Keep your biography up to date with titles and ranks! Keeping it up to date will be your lifeline to getting more. The list is below with descriptions:<br /> Normal:<br /> nexo: you started in the Clan as an Exo and stuck around until Dux<br /> klipto: you are at least a Felis<br /> obsilet: you are at least a Tiro<br /> hemorro: you completed Tiro training<br /> krisperia: you are learning the herbs from a master<br /> credio: you have learnt the herbs<br /> quinti/ruiti: you are a queen/mate of a queen<br /> skiptor: you are an overachiever and constantly help around camp<br /> wskipine: you helped win a major battle and are a war hero<br /> aspiri: you are an active member and help the Clan thrive often<br /> jspirji: you have had extra training from a Vicri or higher to become an elite officer<br /> vraint: you are a title collector and have earnt all of the normal titles, deservant of respect and trust from the Dux and higher<p>Special, Limited Time, Titles*:<br />hremnio: you were here at the beginning, active: September 1, 2014-September 20, 2014<br />bferan: you passed the New Night's Challenge, active: December 30-January 3<br />lopesd: you passed the Valentine's Day Challenge, active: February 10-February 16<br />lucus: yoy passed the March Madness Challenge, active: March<br />yuptin: you passed the Summer Time Joy, active: June 20-July 1<br />gorexcre: you passed the Hallow's Eve Challenge, active: October 25-October 30<br />festbri: you passed the Fall Festive Challenge, active: October 25-November 25<br />xrect: you passed the Winter Festival Challenge and attended the Winter Festival, active: December 20-December 28<br />colletro: you collected all of the special titles, proving yourself even more worthy<br />*Special Titles require proof, so when you go to tell someone you have earnt them, please present the proof unless the locations is already known.</p> <p> ~LB</p>
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
There are several titles you can achieve through hardwork to show milestones. Keep your biography up to date with titles and ranks! Keeping it up to date will be your lifelin to getting more. The list is below with descriptions:<br>Normal:<br>necxo: you started in the Clan as an Exo and stuck around until Dux<br>klipto: you are at least a Felis<br>obsilet: you are at least a Tiro<br>hemorro: you completed Tiro training<br>krisperia: you are learning the herbs from a master<br>credio: you have learnt the herbs<br>quinti/ruiti: you are a queen/mate of a queen<br>skiptor: you are an overachiever and constantly help around camp<br>wskipine: you helped win a major battle and are a war hero<br>aspiri: you are an active member and help the Clan thrive often<br>jspirji: you have had extra training from a Vicri or higher to become an elite officer<br>vraint: you are a title collector and have earnt all of the normal titles, deservant of respect and trust from the Dux and higher<p>Special, Limited Time, Titles*:<br>hremnio: you were here at tge beginnin, active: September 1, 2014-September 20, 2014<br>bferan: you passed the New Night's Challenge, active: December 30-January 3<br>lopesd: you passed the Valentine's Day Challenge, active: February 10-February 16<br>lucus: yoy passed the March Madness Challenge, active: March<br>yuptin: you passed the Summer Time Joy, active: June 20-July 1<br>gorexcre: you passed the Hallow's Eve Challenge, active: October 25-October 30<br>festbri: you passed the Fall Festive Challenge, active: October 25-November 25<br>xrect: you passed the Winter Festival Challenge and attended the Winter Festival, active: December 20-December 28<br>colletro: you collected all of the special titles, proving yourself even more worthy<br>*Special Titles require proof, so when you go to tell someone you have earnt them, please present the proof unless the locations is already known.<p>~L&beta
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This book is a great escape from the harsh realities. The details make it seem very real. I found this book extremely difficult to put down. If you like fantasy then read this book--but start at the beginning of the Wars of Light & Shadow series. Otherwise it is near impossible to figure out what's going on.
Guest More than 1 year ago
this book is one of the best i have read so far. in my opinion, it is the best of the Alliance of Light (partly because it is the first one i read) and has its own dust-free place on my bookshelf!
JonMoss More than 1 year ago
The opening installment for the third arc of the Wars of Light and Shadow satisfied through multilayer revelations yet drove my yearning for more to even greater heights of tantalization. I felt less connected to the characters this time around, but fully entrenched and sated with the world building discoveries - the history, the magic, the conflicts across the ages. I thrive on the whisper of near-forgotten legends and thrill to the song of mystical cosmic resonance. For the rest of my review, please visit GoodReads: http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/59523976 For an in depth book club discussion of the entire series, join us at the Beyond Reality group: http://www.goodreads.com/group/show_book/16548.Beyond_Reality?group_book_id=261287
Saya More than 1 year ago
The descriptive nature of this prose is constant and you tend to lose the plot in all the wordiness.