By George R. R. Martin
CANCIÓN DE HIELO Y FUEGO V
Después de una colosal batalla, el futuro de los Siete Reinos pende de un hilo, acuciado por nuevas amenazas que emergen de todos los rincones y en todas direcciones. En el este, Daenerys Targaryen, el último eslabón de los angeles Casa Targaryen, gobierna con sus tres dragones como l. a. reina de una ciudad construida sobre polvo y muerte. Pero Daenerys tiene miles de enemigos, y muchos se han propuesto dar con ella. A medida que ellos l. a. buscan, un joven emprende su propio camino hacia los angeles reina, con un objetivo diametralmente distinto…
Tyrion Lannister también se dirige hacia Daenerys mientras escapa de Poniente, donde le han puesto precio a su cabeza. Sus nuevos aliados en esta huida, no obstante, no son los malhechores que aparentan ser, y entre ellos se encuentra aquel que podría impedir que Daenerys se haga del keep watch over de Poniente para siempre.
Mientras tanto, al norte se halla el colosal Muro de Hielo. Allí, Jon Nieve enfrentará el más grande de los retos: sus más acérrimos enemigos no sólo forman parte de los angeles guardia que dirige, sino que se extienden más allá de l. a. tenebrosa tierra de las criaturas de hielo.
De todos los rincones, enconados conflictos cobran nuevos bríos, traiciones íntimas se perpetran y un gran elenco de proscritos y sacerdotes, soldados y criaturas camaleónicas, nobles y esclavos, enfrentarán obstáculos en apariencia insuperables. Algunos fracasarán, otros crecerán en los angeles fuerza de l. a. oscuridad. Pero en tiempos de agitación in crescendo, los hilos del destino y los angeles política arrastrarán a los personajes y al lector, inevitablemente, a l. a. más espectacular de las danzas.
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His lord's rage ebbing, but slowly, trickling down like the rain. Blood leaked from a sword wound in Anomander's left shoul¬der. And there had been a look in his eyes . , Endest sighed as he worked his way up the street's slope, but it was an uneven, harsh sigh. Off to his left was the heaped rubble of the old palace. A few jagged walls rose here and there, and crews had carved paths into the mass of wreckage, salvaging stone and the occasional timber that had not burned. The deafening col¬lapse of that edifice still shivered in Endest's bones, and he slowed in his climb, one hand reaching Out to lean against a wall.
Facing the crystal window that ran the entire length of the Nightwater wall, his long silver-white hair faintly luminous in the muted, refracted light cast into the room by the faceted quartz. The sword Dragnipur was nowhere in sight. Three steps into the chamber and Spinnock halted. ' 'You won again, Lord. ' Spinnock smiled wryly. 'When all else seems lost. ' Perhaps Anomander Rake nodded at that, or his gaze, fixed somewhere out on the waves of Nightwater, shifted downward to something closer by.
Am I not the last one left to share with my lord that memory! The pressure slowly eased. And once again, he had survived the embrace. And the next time? There was no telling, but he did not believe he could last much longer. The pain clutching his chest, the thunder in his skull. We have found a new supply of cadaver eels. That is what I will tell him. And he will smile and nod, and perhaps settle one hand on my shoulder. A gentle, cautious squeeze, light enough to ensure that nothing breaks. He will speak his gratitude.