Stockholm och dess förorter
Stockholm och dess förorter En vacker bok med teckningar över Stockholm och dess förorter i dåtid och nutid. Här får vi ta del av många av stadens vackra vyer såsom Stadshuset och andra unika platser tecknade i detalj av konstnären och tecknaren N...
Navola
'One of the amazing feats of worldbuilding which I've encountered this year, or really in the last few years.' Lev GrossmanNavola is a city built on trade.Its palazzos and towers are conjured from its merchant wealth: barley and rice, flax and wool, iron and silver, arms, armies, lives and kingdoms are all traded here.And presiding over it all, the Regulai bank. By guile, force of arms and the cast-iron might of their money and promises, in just three generations the Regulai family have risen far from their humble origins: merchants beg their backing, artists their patronage, princes an invitation to dine at their table. The Regulai say they are not political, but their wealth buys cities and topples kingdoms.Soon, Davico di Regulai will take the reins of power. But the boy is not well-suited for his role. His heart is soft where it should be hard. He is credulous when he should be suspicious. He is tired of being tested and trained to inherit a legacy he is not sure he wants.But Davico is inextricably tangled in fate's net and his doubts can only summon ruin.In the shade of Navola's colonnaded porticoes, his family's enemies gather and plot.In the shadows of its deep catacombs, assassins sharpen their stiletto knives.In the kingdoms of the Cerulean Peninsula, princes and despots muster their armies.Davico's only hope rests in the heart of a girl whose own family was destroyed by the Regulai, and in a crystalline orb the size of a human head, said to be the eye of a long-dead dragon.
Navola
'One of the amazing feats of worldbuilding which I've encountered this year, or really in the last few years.' Lev Grossman Navola is a city built on trade. Its palazzos and towers are conjured from its merchant wealth: barley and rice, flax and w...
Navola
'Steeped in poison, betrayal, and debauchery, reading Navola is like slipping into a luxurious bath full of blood.' Holly Black Navola is a city built on trade. Its palazzos and towers are conjured from its merchant wealth: barley and rice, flax and wool, iron and silver, arms, armies, lives and kingdoms are all traded here. And presiding over it all, the Regulai bank. By guile, force of arms and the cast-iron might of their money and promises, in just three generations the Regulai family have risen far from their humble origins: merchants beg their backing, artists their patronage, princes an invitation to dine at their table. The di Regulai say they are not political, but their wealth buys cities and topples kingdoms. Soon, Davico di Regulai will be expected to take the reins of power. But the boy is not well-suited for his role. His heart is soft where it should be hard. He is credulous when he should be suspicious. He is tired of being tested and trained to inherit a legacy he is not sure he wants. But Davico is inextricably tangled in fate's net and his doubts can only summon ruin. In the shade of Navola's colonnaded porticoes, his family's enemies gather and plot. In the shadows of its deep catacombs, assassins sharpen their stiletto knives. In the kingdoms of Cerulean Peninsula, princes and despots muster their armies. Davico's only hope rests in the heart of a girl whose own family was destroyed by the di Regulai, and in a crystalline orb the size of a human head, said to be the eye of a long-dead dragon.
Navola
In Navola, a bustling city-state dominated by a handful of influential families, business is power, and power is everything. For generations, the di Regulai family-merchant bankers with a vast empire-has nurtured tendrils that stretch to the farthest reaches of the known world. And though they claim not to be political, their staggering wealth has bought cities and toppled kingdoms. Soon, Davico di Regulai will be expected to take the reins of power from his father and demonstrate his mastery of the games of Navolese diplomacy: knowing who to trust and who to doubt, and how to read what lies hidden behind a smile. But in Navola, strange and ancient undercurrents lurk behind the gilt and grandeur-like the fossilized dragon eye in the family's possession, a potent symbol of their raw power and a talisman that seems to be summoning Davico to act. As tensions rise and the events unfold, Davico will be tested to his limits. His fate depends on the eldritch dragon relic and on what lies buried in the heart of his adopted sister, Celia di Balcosi, whose own family was destroyed by Nalova's twisted politics. With echoes of Renaissance Italy, The Godfather, and Game of Thrones, Navola is a stunning feat of world-building and a mesmerizing depiction of drive and will.
