Tigana

Tigana
Guy Gavriel Kay

With this rich masterfully written extravaganza of myth and magic, the internationally acclaimed author of the Fionovar trilogy has created an epic that will change forever the boundaries of fantasy fiction.Set in a beleaguered land caught in a web of tyranny, Tigana is the deeply moving story of a people struggling to be free. A people so cursed by the dark sorceries of the tyrant King Brandin that even the very name of their once beautiful land cannot be spoken or remembered.But not everyone has forgotten. A handful of men and women, driven by love, hope and pride set in motion the dangerous quest for freedom and bring back to the world the lost brightness of an obliterated name: Tigana

GUY GAVRIEL KAY

Tigana

For my brothers, Jeffrey and Rex

Contents

Title Page (#u1cb07d7f-2cc9-5637-94a1-89253998092c)

A Note on Pronunciation

Prologue

Part One

Chapter I

Chapter II

Chapter III

Chapter IV

Chapter V

Chapter VI

Part Two

Chapter VII

Chapter VIII

Part Three

Chapter IX

Chapter X

Chapter XI

Chapter XII

Part Four

Chapter XIII

Chapter XIV

Chapter XV

Chapter XVI

Part Five

Chapter XVII

Chapter XVIII

Chapter XIX

Chapter XX

Epilogue

Afterword

Acknowledgments

About the Author

Also by Guy Gavriel Kay

Copyright

About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)

A Note on Pronunciation

For the assistance of those to whom such things are of importance, I should perhaps note that most of the proper names in this novel should be pronounced according to the rules of the Italian language. Thus, for example, all final vowels are sounded: Corte has two syllables, Sinave and Forese have three. Chiara has the same hard initial sound as chianti but Certando will begin with the same sound as chair or child.

All that you held most dear you will put by

and leave behind you; and this is the arrow

the longbow of your exile first lets fly.

You will come to know how bitter as salt and stone

is the bread of others, how hard the way that goes

up and down stairs that never are your own.

—Dante, The Paradiso