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She's fought death and won. But how can she fight her fears?
Avry knows hardship and trouble. She fought the plague and survived. She took on King Tohon and defeated him. But now her heart-mate, Kerrick, is missing, and Avry fears he's gone forever.
But there's a more immediate theat. The Skeleton King plots to claim the Fifteen Realms for his own. With armies in disarray and the dead not staying down, Avry's healing powers are needed now more than ever.
Torn between love and loyalty, Avry must choose her path carefully. For the future of her world depends on her decision….
- Sales Rank: #230859 in Books
- Brand: Snyder, Maria V.
- Published on: 2013-12-31
- Released on: 2013-12-31
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 8.23" h x 1.24" w x 5.44" l, .76 pounds
- Binding: Paperback
- 464 pages
Review
"Touch of Power is a spellbinding romantic adventure that will leave readers salivating for the next book in the series."
-USATODAY.com's Happy Ever After blog
"Snyder entertains readers with an intriguing storyline filled with fully formed characters paired with action, adventure and romance, all in equal doses." -RT Book Reviews on Scent of Magic
About the Author
Maria V. Snyder is the New York Times bestselling author of the Study series, the Glass series, the Healer series, Inside Out, and Outside In. Born and raised in Philadelphia, she earned a Bachelors of Science degree in Meteorology from Penn State and a Master of Arts degree in fiction writing from Seton Hill University. Unable to part ways with Seton Hill, Maria is currently a teacher and mentor for the MFA program. Find her on the Web at MariaVSnyder.com.
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Cold air caressed my back. I rolled over, muttering at Kerrick for hogging the blanket, but stopped. Something felt…odd, wrong, missing. Opening my eyes, I confirmed the emptiness next to me. Kerrick was gone.
For a moment, I stared at the dent in the pillow. Had yesterday been a dream? Had I imagined Wynn's betrayal, Tohon trapped in a magical stasis, Kerrick's miraculous arrival, and the rest of the insanity?
No. The events replayed in my head with vivid details. The blood, the overpowering reek of dead ufas, and Wynn's poisoned knife striking Kerrick's arm. Poisoned with Death Lily toxin. I'd thought I'd sucked all the deadly poison from Kerrick's wound…but what if I hadn't?
Icy fingers of fear wrapped around my heart. I shot to my feet and dressed in record time. Kerrick's shirt, boots, and sword lay in a heap by the dying fire. Not good.
Out in the large main cavern, the rest of the infirmary staff stirred. I scanned the patients' cots on the off chance Kerrick had collapsed into one. He hadn't.
Loren added wood to the cooking hearth, poking it into a bright blaze.
I rushed over to him. "Have you seen Kerrick?"
"Nope, and we figured we wouldn't see either of you until…" His smirk faded. "Maybe he went outside for some fresh air." This in a hopeful tone.
"Without his shirt?"
"Well, when nature calls."
"Or his sword?"
Loren jumped up. "Let's not panic, Avry." Too late.
"Have you searched the other caverns?" he asked. "Not yet."
"Okay, then you look for him inside, and I'll go outside. If he's not nearby, I'll ask the guards if they saw him last night.
All right?"
I nodded, but dread clawed up my throat. Kerrick wouldn't be in another cavern unless he'd been too sick to find his way back to me. Gulping down the tight knot, I grabbed a lantern and checked all the other sleeping areas.
A few people grumbled after I swept the light over them, but I didn't care.
Odd squinted in the brightness, but sat up as if he'd been awake. "What's wrong?"
I explained.
He cursed. "Not only did Wynn stab us in the back, she's twisted the blade, too."
"While I'd love to plot revenge with you—"
"Yeah, go. I'll be right out."
The other caverns yielded the same results. Even the one reserved for the privy. A detached part of my mind noted the buckets needed to be dumped. However my heart kept its frantic rhythm. That was the last place inside. Perhaps…
Running back to the main cavern, I spotted Loren and Odd talking to a soldier.
"…sometime after midnight," the man said. "Don't recall if he came back or not."
Loren rounded on him. "Don't recall! You're supposed to be guarding us. What if the enemy grabbed him? If someone goes into the woods and doesn't come back, that's a big red flag, you idiot!"
Odd touched Loren's shoulder and tilted his head toward me. "Not helping right now."
"He was outside?" I asked.
The guard had seen him leave. I dashed out into the cold morning air. The fresh scent of moist earth reminded me of Kerrick. Without hesitating, I embraced the closest bit of foliage, seeking the vibrations of Kerrick's forest magic.
Nothing. I drew a shaky breath. Don't jump to conclusions. He could be unconscious. Odd and Loren had followed me out. Six inches shorter than Odd, Loren ran a hand over his buzzed black hair. More silver sprinkled his hair despite only being thirty-five. Odd on the other hand had let his hair grow since Tohon's surprise attack. Although saying it had grown was being generous. His dark brown locks remained close to his scalp in a fine fuzz.
"We need to search the area. Wake the others," I ordered.
They hastened inside and soon Flea, Quain, and most of the soldiers had assembled by the cave's entrance. Using one of Ryne's military maps, Loren divided the surrounding area into quadrants. The infirmary cave was located in Pomyt Realm, northeast of Zabin and east of the ruins of the Healer's Guild.
Quain growled at everyone, but he appeared healthy despite being frozen in Sepp's magical stasis only yesterday. But Flea's face remained pale and he seemed unsteady on his feet. The discovery of his ability to break Sepp's stasis had taken a toll on him.
I moved closer to him. "Flea, stay here, you're in no condition—"
"No. I'm going." Despite being sixteen, he sounded much older. And his firm gaze meant I'd have an easier time convincing fire not to burn.
Before assigning quadrants to the teams, Loren pulled me aside. "Hate to bring this up, but if he's… If we find…"
"A dead body?" Not like I hadn't thought of it a million times since I'd woken up.
"Yeah."
"Tell them to find me as fast as possible. I have the Lily map—we'll head to the closest Peace Lily and hope for the best." I glanced at Flea. A Peace Lily had saved his life and mine; it might save Kerrick's.
The strain on Loren's face eased just a bit. "Right." He shouted orders and the teams of four headed into the woods, fanning out to their assigned areas.
No surprise that Loren, Quain, and Flea joined me. I trailed my fingers along the greenery, hoping to detect Kerrick's magic. At this point, I'd pray to Estrid's creator if I thought it would help.
As a group, we moved in silent mode. Despite Tohon's current condition—frozen in stasis, because if he weren't, he'd die from the deep stab wound in his chest, a little gift from me—his army still advanced from the south. Cellina had taken over command. Just as ruthless as he was, at least she couldn't create more dead soldiers. And we'd discovered how to stop the ones in existence. So it was only a matter of time until we neutralized them all.
What if we didn't find Kerrick in time? The Peace Lilys were picky. From the little I'd learned, the person in question either needed to be a magician or have the potential to be one, and the body had to be fresh. Flea'd been dead a few hours and I had died inside the Lily.
Well, actually, the Lily hadn't brought us back to life. It'd preserved our bodies until another person touched us. I'd awoken Flea and Kerrick had saved me.
Kerrick, why didn't you wake me? Why didn't you tell me you felt sick?
What if the Peace Lily rejected him? Like it refused Ursan and Noelle? Although Ursan had been a magic sniffer, he'd been dead too long, and my sister, Noelle, hadn't been gifted with magic. I was the only one in my family who'd developed powers. Healing powers, not that it helped with either of them. Or Kerrick. I couldn't cure those poisoned by Death Lily toxin or infected with the plague.
The plague had killed two-thirds of the population of the Fifteen Realms. At least there hadn't been a new case in almost three years. But during its prime, over six million people had died.
Gee, not like I wasn't depressed enough. I focused my energies on the search. How far could one sick man go anyway?
The day dragged on. We made sweeping arcs through our area, but only managed to scare a few rabbits, which Loren shot with his bow. Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the trees, heating the air to a comfortable level—summer's last gasp. Fall started in eleven days.
Memories of last fall came unbidden. Around midseason Kerrick and the guys had rescued me from the guillotine. Because of his forest magic, his eyes had matched the color of the forest with warm browns, gold, and amber flecks. I huffed. His personality hadn't coordinated at all. He'd been cold, mean, and only cared about healing Prince Ryne, which had been why he'd freed me from jail.
Loren raised his hand in a stopping motion. We froze, listening. Hope surged, but died just as quick. The noise of the other searchers' passage had carried. They weren't as skilled in moving through the forest. Instead of their movements blending in with the forest's song, it stood out like an out-of-tune violin in a string quartet.
My emotions had been on an endless seesaw over the past month. First Tohon's vast army had surrounded Estrid's and he'd demanded unconditional surrender. Cellina had acted as his liaison and Kerrick's sword had hung from her belt. She'd claimed Kerrick had been torn apart by her pack of dead ufas. He hadn't. But then Ryne had sent Kerrick north to fight the invading tribes and a messenger had reported he'd died in the attempt. He hadn't.
So this was just another false alarm. Right? Kerrick was like a cat with nine lives. Three down, five left. I clung to that thin thread of hope because… Well, if I didn't, I'd shatter.
We searched all day.
When the sun hovered over the horizon, Loren called it off. "We can resume in the morning."
"You can go back," I said, "but I'm staying."
"We need to regroup and see if anyone has seen anything."
"I agree, but you don't need me for that."
Loren exchanged a glance with Quain. Close to my age of twenty-one, Quain had teamed up with Loren before joining Kerrick. Their antics had earned them the nickname the monkeys. I'd once quipped Quain was the bald monkey since no hair grew on his head.
"Avry, you haven't eaten all day," Quain said.
"Really, Quain? Is that all you got? Do you think I have an appetite right now?" I regretted my harsh sarcasm immediately. It wasn't Quain's fault.
He stepped closer to me. His voice dipped low. "You're not the only one hurting here."
"I know, I'm sorry."
Quain paused at that, blinking at me as if no one had ever apologized to him before. "Do you think you'll be able to help Kerrick if you're passed out from exhaustion?"
"I know my limits, Quain."
"And how effective can one person be stumbling around in the dark?"
I drew breath to blast him again, but Flea said, "I'll stay with Avry."
Flea's face had paled to bone white. The only color was the dark smudges underneath his eyes. He swayed on his feet. Talk about passing out… If I stayed, Flea would insist on staying, as well.
Sighing, I said, "You're right. I'd be useless."
Quain showed an amazing amount of restraint in not gloating over my comment. Loren raised his eyebrows, but kept quiet.
As we headed back, I walked next to Flea and took his hand. He squeezed my fingers in silent support. However, I had another purpose for linking hands. I sent him a subtle flow of magical energy. Since I'd awoken him, we had a bond. He sensed when I was in trouble, and we could share strength.
Once we found Kerrick, we'd have to figure out the extent of Flea's new magic. Was he now a death magician or a hybrid magician who didn't fit in one of the eleven categories of magic? The fact that he could break Sepp's stasis made for another weapon in our growing arsenal against Cellina's army. Funny to think of the thousands of soldiers as Cellina's now.
I slowed as Flea grew stronger.
"Hey! Stop that." He let go, shaking me off.
"Stop what?" I acted confused.
"Don't pull that on me. I didn't ask for help."
"Yes, you did. You just didn't know it." And before Flea could protest, I added, "Healer. Remember? It's what I do."
"But what if we find Kerrick?"
What if? Those two words had haunted me all day. And just like with Flea, Kerrick and I shared a bond. I reached for the bushes, touching the leaves. Still no ripple of magic. Yet a tightness deep down inside me wouldn't let me despair. It clung to the notion I'd been wrong about his death before. In fact, it reasoned that until I had proof to the contrary, I should assume he was alive.
"When we find Kerrick, I'll have plenty of energy," I said.
Back at the cave entrance, the other teams milled about, talking in low voices. From their universal serious expressions, I guessed they'd been unsuccessful.
"I'm sorry, Avry, but there's been no sign of him," Odd said, joining us. "A few of the teams covered their entire areas. Are you sure he's sick? I hate to be gross…but we didn't find any vomit. And it's hard to imagine him traveling farther if he wasn't feeling good."
"Kerrick can be stubborn," I said, hoping that annoying trait had saved him.
"He had to be sick. Why else would he be out without his shirt or sword?" Loren asked.
"All right. So he goes outside thinking he's going to throw up…then what?" Odd asked.
We'd all assumed he collapsed, but… What if he'd realized he was dying? I imagined his thoughts and feelings at that moment, putting myself in his place. He'd promised me he wouldn't die. But it was inevitable. Yet Kerrick didn't give up easily.
I gasped. "He headed to a Peace Lily!"
"Of course," Flea said. "Why didn't I think of that?"
And I wished I'd figured it out sooner. Sick and dying, Kerrick must have done the only thing he could—head to a Peace Lily. He'd been there when the Lily had saved my life and he'd recently learned about Flea's survival. A surge of energy coursed through me.
"Could he find a Lily at night?" Odd asked.
"Yeah, he's a forest mage," Flea said.
"Loren, where's the map you used for the search areas?" I pulled out my Lily map, but the sunlight was all but gone.
"I left it with the captain of the watch in case anyone returned and needed to find us," Loren said.
"Go get it and ask the search teams how much of their areas were covered today. Oh, and see if they encountered any Lilys and where."
"Got it." Loren dashed off.
Quain, Flea, and Odd followed me inside the infirmary cave. I knelt next to the fire and spread my map out. The locations of the clusters of Lilys had been marked on it.
Handy, except the markings didn't indicate if they were Death or Peace Lilys. For once it didn't matter, because Kerrick also couldn't tell the difference. He'd head for the closest cluster since the odds were in his favor. A hundred Peace Lilys grew for every Death Lily. However, I still needed to know if the teams had found any Lilys. Since I'd been using the map, I'd discovered it wasn't 100 percent accurate.
I paused, letting the irony sink in. Death Lily toxin killed my sister and might take Kerrick, but it stopped Tohon's dead soldiers, and had given me my healing magic. Ironic or warped? Or twisted? How about plain old sad?
Loren arrived with the information I'd requested. We consulted and pinpointed the closest Lily cluster. Half a day southwest. I remembered that group of six Lilys. One had been a Death Lily, and I'd harvested its toxin sacks. More important, five were Peace Lilys.
Standing, I said, "Let's go."
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20 of 21 people found the following review helpful.
Wasted Potential
By DTM125
The book itself was pretty boring. Plan, run, capture, someone's dead, oh wait no they're not, plan some more, travel. I also felt like the villains weren't really a part of the plot; I never really felt the danger from the main villains, and both the Skeleton King and Tohon felt like afterthoughts. *Mini Spoilers* We just meet the Skeleton King and his dastardly army and then he's dispatched. Tohon shows up at the very end, and the entire finale was incredibly anti-climatic. The epilogue or ending chapter was terrible. I felt like they're were so many loose ends that she just dealt with in a couple of unsatisfactory sentences.
As I kept reading this, I just kept thinking what an incredibly selfish person Avery was. She just kept running off to do her own thing and getting angry at the one person trying to save the realms who wasn't a complete psychopath, because he had the "bigger picture" in mind when he was dealing with her. Sorry Avery, you're not the center of the universe, and everything can't go your way. Literally, the entire book was spent with her just being like "well, I don't feel like doing that, so I'm going to leave even though people need me". Not cool.
Word Choice: Leered
Snyder kept using this to describe the interactions of hero and heroine. When I think of the word "leered" I think of unsavory characters and unsavory looks. Looks that are unwelcome, disgusting, and unnerving. But she kept using this over and over again to describe how they looked at each other. No. Just no. Poor word choice.
11 of 12 people found the following review helpful.
Somewhat Depressing and Drawn Out
By The Book Runner
I found this volume somewhat depressing and, I hate to say it, drawn out. Kerrick is barely rescued from book 2 when he is missing in the first chapter of book3 and then spends most of the book drained and distant. None of their plans are ever accurate and back up plans and on the fly plans are needed continually. That in itself, was interesting, but it was a blow after blow as the enemy outsmarted them and continued to overpower them. While Avry continually found answers and freed prisoners, Prince Rhyn was continually secretive and manipulating making him suspect as the “good guy”. You would think with all the adventures Avery and Kerrick undertake (mostly separately) that it would keep the reader’s attention, but it took me days to finish this one and I skimmed the continual ambushes and repeated talks on how to overcome the new plague. Talk, talk, talk, battle strategy, speculation about enemies plans, more speculation about things to heal, death lily hypotheses, - it just got a little boring. Someone just needs to win this “war” and get it over with.
I hated that Tohon was in Avry’s head and has a connection to her. Just when did that happen? It is never cleared up and why isn’t Kerrick’s connection stronger since they are in love? It is just rather creepy and the only reason for their mental conversations were used to fill in the blanks. She ended up having more time with Tohon than Kerrick, which I, personally, hated. Kerrick's powers are a mystery the whole book, others get powers that are very timely and, is it just me, or are there way too many enemies to keep track of?
I would bet that guys would like this story with the cannibals, the bloody fights and the gruesome plague symptoms. It is a dark, dangerous and gritty tale of war and backstabbing that gives brief glimpses of love and goodness, but overall is about greed, treachery and power.
Having read all of The Study Series and The Glass Series, you could say I was a steady, if not rabid, fan of Maria Snyder’s work. I find it very similar to Kristen Cashore’s Fire Series, especially in relation to the portrayal of strong women who put careers in front of love and seem to condemn any religious restraints or morality that would prevent a girl from achieving what she wants. These stories have some really fun characters and devoted romantic interests.
The ending was sweet and quick and quickly dispels the darkness that came before it. While it is not my favorite book in the trilogy or even my favorite trilogy by Snyder, it was still well written and full of fun characters and exciting action.
There is a lot of implied sex between Kerrick and Avry but very little profanity – (damn)
Would I/Did I buy it? Yes
Would I read it again? Yes
Would I recommend it to friends? Yes
Age level for YA books? 15-adult
5 of 6 people found the following review helpful.
The good guys get their happy ending, so that's nice
By Melissa
It had been awhile since I read Scent of Magic, the second book in Maria V. Snyder's Healer series. With a huge cast of characters and a shifting set of alliances, I was a bit worried that I would be hopelessly lost as I began this final book in the trilogy. I was a huge fan of the first two books of the series, however, so despite my fear I jumped right in. I was happy that Snyder quickly got me back up to pace, gently reminding me of important plot events of previous books so that I could remember exactly who everyone was and how they related to one another. This was a nice end to the trilogy ... nice in that everyone who you hoped would get a Happily Ever After ending gets their Happily Ever After ending. There are no loose ends in this finale ... well, not a lot of loose ends. It should have been a satisfying conclusion story. But it wasn't. It was nice, but only nice. That is a huge downgrade from the megalove I felt for the first books in this series.
Why?
The great characters have always driven this series, and although they are present in this book, I don't believe that it is the characters that dominate this story. Sure, they are there, but really this is a book full of plot after plot after plot to either rescue someone or overthrow an evil leader. The characters are important only because they are pawns in these plots. If you are a reader who really, really gets into battle plans and methods you might really enjoy seeing how this story plays out. But if you are a reader who is more drawn to emotional connections and character growth, you might be disappointed in this last novel of the Healer series. I didn't really sense a lot of character growth at all. In the other two books of the series there was either personal growth or romantic growth or friendship growth going on, but in this one it seemed as if the characters were already established as much as they were going to be and only needed to be there in order to do their duties and find a way to bring peace back to this crazy world.
Kerrick was always a favorite character of mine in the past two stories, but in this book he was weakened so much. His personality became softer, less rough around the edges, and it harmed his overall effectiveness as a lead character. Avry became almost infuriating to me. I know that her stubbornness was highlighted in past books, but in this book it seemed as if she was always making extremely selfish decisions. Instead of thinking about the greater good of the realms she was thinking about her own feelings about people. Sure, I'm glad her stubbornness kept important people alive, but for a book that focuses so much on military strategy it seemed as if she was a horrible strategist for half the story.
To be honest, I think that the thing that really harmed this story was the lack of villains. Oh, they are there, and there are a lot of them, but they are in the background for too much of this story. Tohon was such a wonderfully written villain in the past books of this series because he was so, so bad and yet he could seem so, so good. Scary. In this book he is relegated to dreams and strategy guesses for almost the entire book. That is unfortunate. The Skeleton King, Wynn, Jael, Sepp ... all of these "bad guys" were bad in their own ways, but they were never exactly focused on for much of the story. And then, when they eventually met their untimely ends it was so sudden. If it was so easy to get rid of these horrible people, why did it take three books to do it? I would have been happier with a more central villain who was present for more of the story.
So I guess I would say that I was disappointed in this last book of the series, especially when compared to the first two books. I do recommend this series, though. Although I wasn't thrilled with how the eventual HEA came to pass, I do think that the setup to this finale was brilliant, two books that I really enjoyed. Others may not be as turned off as I am by a book that focuses so much on military strategy, and they might end up really loving this final book. I'll let you decide. But for me this one ends up with three stars. I liked it.
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