I am Crow, and I am a thief. Not just any thief, mind, but the best and most famous thief in all the glittering empire. Ask anyone. Ask Tanris, who’s hunted me all these years and never pinched so much as a tail feather.
Ask Baron Duzayan, the scheming wizard who convinced me to steal a myth.
I always said you couldn’t trust a wizard, and Duzayan is a stellar warning against the breed. He took my beautiful Tarsha. He poisoned me. And he gave me to Tanris.
He shouldn’t have done that. I’ll fetch his silly trinket, then I’ll be back to ruin him—Or die trying…
Robin Lythgoe spent her formative years in a family of seven readers (including herself). She was immersed in books of nearly every variety. Fantasy, with its wonderful worlds and creatures and magic, firmly captured her heart.
Though she’s never trained as a thief or ridden a dragon, she did graduate from a tiny school with a class membership of a prodigious fifty-one students. She even sacrificed part of one delightfully grueling summer to cram in the study of a year’s worth of a foreign language, then graduated early with extra credits.
This excitement for learning has led to several self-taught talents such as writing, research, editing, Photoshop, mapmaking, and website coding. Her yearning to learn also results in lengthy visits at museums and historical sites, where she reads everything in sight, and looks up Even More on her trusty traveling data center. Her husband calls her a ‘brown ajah,’ which is acceptable only if the brown is dark chocolate (because milk chocolate is a color, not a flavor).
Today she writes tales about wizards and magic, fantastical places and extraordinary journeys.
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