A Snake Among Swans by Hannah Kaner
Tuathilde of Ardwen is twenty years old, five of her nation’s six clanlands are already under a foreign flag, and she walks into the conqueror’s hall to offer herself as his second wife. She is carrying a plan involving a knife. Her mother takes the plan apart in one sentence: cutting the head off a swan is not vengeance while the poison keeps seeping out of it, and what is needed here is not a hunt but a massacre. A Snake Among Swans by Hannah Kaner spends five hundred pages on what it costs to follow that instruction, and the running total is the most gripping thing in the book. The Thread Running Through A Snake Among Swans Every single thing in this novel has a price, and Kaner makes you watch it being paid. The forest sells power for memory and pain. The Cynghal royal house has its own magic, distilled under a shaded moon, that buys obedience rather than bartering for it. The court runs on precisely the same arithmetic: a title costs …




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