The Woman Who Rides Like a Man (Song of the Lioness, Book 3)
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From Tamora Pierce, the third book in the Song of the Lioness Quartet, honored with the Margaret A. Edwards Award.
Newly knighted, Alanna of Trebond seeks adventure in the vast desert of Tortall. Captured by fierce desert dwellers, she is forced to prove herself in a duel to the death—either she will be killed or she will be inducted into the tribe. Although she triumphs, dire challenges lie ahead. As her mysterious fate would have it, Alanna soon becomes the tribe's first female shaman—despite the desert dwellers’ grave fear of the foreign woman warrior. Alanna must fight to change the ancient tribal customs of the desert tribes—for their sake and for the sake of all Tortall.
him. Ever since then, I’ve felt magic—any kind of magic—is too easily used for evil.” She drew a deep breath. “But ignoring magic is worse. It’s like this crystal sword.” She touched the blade she now wore at her waist. “I ignored it, and Ibn Nazzir was able to turn it against me. I have to keep it for myself, and master it, so it can never be used against me again. That’s what you three must learn to do with your magic, or it will turn on you.” She rubbed her nose, embarrassed. She was not one
flew from the pile of twigs. Alanna grinned. “See?” She waited for the flurry of sparks to die out, then pointed to Ishak. “You next.” Grinning smugly, the youth pointed at the wood. It flared up in a spout of flame, instantly consumed. Alanna looked at him for a long moment, itching to slap the cocky look off his face. She knew the emotion was unworthy of her; Ishak had simply wanted to show off a little. Getting her temper under control, she nodded. “I forgot you already knew some fire-magic.
know something, or you couldn’t control your magic as well as you do.” “How do you know that?” Kara asked. “Because Ishak could have burned up all four of us without any control,” Alanna replied. “Because if you couldn’t rein in your magic, the village would have been destroyed by winds or rain. And Kourrem could have blown me apart with what she did just now.” “Then why do you take such chances teaching us?” Kourrem demanded. “You didn’t know I wouldn’t hurt you, did you?” Alanna grinned. “I
not just what’s good for Tortall. I’ve spent my entire life watching what I say and do, for fear of upsetting the merchants, or the Gallans, or the priests, or anyone. They should worry about upsetting me— not the other way around!” “Is that why you’re asking me to marry you?” she whispered. “Because you want to prove to everyone you don’t care?” For a long moment he didn’t reply. When he spoke, his voice was very low. “I thought you loved me, Alanna.” “I do!” she whispered fiercely. “I do!
Alanna. Taking a swallow from her tankard, the knight sat back with a sigh. “He was fine when last I heard from him two months ago. Coram and I’ve been on the road for weeks. I’ve never been out of Tortall before, so we took our time. Maren doesn’t seem much different.” Windfeld grinned. “Nor should it, Tortall and Tusaine and Maren bein’ cut from the same cloth. Things change, east of here.” Alanna saw a shadow cross her host’s face. “Trouble?” “Just the sickness that comes on a land now and