Author: Amy Butler Greenfield
Release date: May 7th 2013
Publisher: Margaret K. McElderry Books
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | BN
Synopsis: Lucy’s Chantress magic will make her the most powerful — and most hunted — girl in England.
“Sing, and the darkness will find you.” This warning has haunted fifteen-year-old Lucy ever since she was eight and shipwrecked on a lonely island. Lucy’s guardian, Norrie, has lots of rules, but the most important is that Lucy must never sing. Not ever. Now it is 1667, Lucy is fifteen, and on All Hallows’ Eve, Lucy hears a tantalizing melody on the wind. She can’t help but sing — and she is swept into darkness.
When she awakes in England, Lucy hears powerful men discussing Chantresses — women who can sing magic into the world. They are hunting her, but she escapes and finds sanctuary with the Invisible College, an organization plotting to overthrow the nefarious Lord Protector. The only person powerful enough to bring about his downfall is a Chantress. And Lucy is the last one in England.
Lucy struggles to master the song-spells and harness her power, but the Lord Protector is moving quickly. And her feelings for Nat, an Invisible College apprentice and scientist who deeply distrusts her magic, only add to her confusion…
Time is running out, and the fate of England hangs in the balance in this entrancing novel that is atmospheric and lyrical, dangerous and romantic.
Amy Butler Greenfield was a grad student in history when she gave into temptation and became a writer.
Since then, she has become an award-winning author.
Born in Philadelphia, Amy grew up in the Adirondack Mountains and later studied history at Williams College, the University of Wisconsin-Madison, and Oxford. She now lives with her family in England, where she writes, bakes double-dark-chocolate cake, and plots mischief.
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Well, wherever I was, I must take care not to be seen. I crouched under the window and rearranged the draperies. Leaving a tiny slit at eye level, I settled myself - and only just in time, because a panel by the fireplace swung open. A tall boy in dark clothes stepped through it and stole into the room.
At first, I guessed him to be somewhere around my age, but then I wasn't so certain. Was he a year or two older, perhaps? It had been so long since I had seen anyone but Norrie, and there was an intensity about this boy that made him hard to pin down.
He padded along the line of shelves toward my own hiding place, till he was so close that I could see the fierce light in his eyes. Crossing to the other side of the room, he scanned the cases, then knelt and removed a moss-green volume. Taking a quick look behind him, he tucked it into his coat.
Voices rang out in the hall. The thief - if that's what he was - went still. "Funny sort of place to meet, a library," a man in the hall complained.
"And a library about magic, at that."
"Keep quiet, Giles!" a cross voice replied. "D'you want the whole world to hear you?"
The boy made a run for it, but he was too far from the hidden panel to reach it easily. Instead, he veered towards the draperies closest to him, some distance from mine. He vanished from my sight as the massive library door swung open.