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In a city that runs on industrialized magic, a secret war will be fought to overwrite reality itself--the first in a dazzling new fantasy series fromCity of Stairsauthor Robert Jackson Bennett.
Sancia Grado is a thief, and a damn good one. And her latest target, a heavily guarded warehouse on Tevannes docks, is nothing her unique abilities cant handle.
But unbeknownst to her, Sancias been sent to steal an artifact of unimaginable power, an object that could revolutionize the magical technology known as scriving. The Merchant Houses who control this magic--the art of using coded commands to imbue everyday objects with sentience--have already used it to transform Tevanne into a vast, remorseless capitalist machine. But if they can unlock the artifacts secrets, they will rewrite the world itself to suit their aims.
Now someone in those Houses wants Sancia dead, and the artifact for themselves. And in the city of Tevanne, theres nobody with the power to stop them.
To have a chance at surviving--and at stopping the deadly transformation thats under way--Sancia will have to marshal unlikely allies, learn to harness the artifacts power for herself, and undergo her own transformation, one that will turn her into something she could never have imagined.

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This is a work of fiction Names characters places and incidents either are - photo 1

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Copyright 2018 by Robert Jackson Bennett

All rights reserved.

Published in the United States by Crown, an imprint of the Crown Publishing Group, a division of Penguin Random House LLC, New York.

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CROWN and the Crown colophon are registered trademarks of Penguin Random House LLC.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is available upon request.

ISBN9781524760366

Ebook ISBN9781524760373

Cover design by Will Staehle

Cover photographs by Tif Andria/Shutterstock (window); Novikov Alex/Shutterstock (figure); Songquan Deng/Shutterstock (town); tan_tan/Shutterstock (key)

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Contents

For Jackson and Harvey

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COMMONS
All things have a value Sometimes the value is paid in coin Other times it - photo 2

All things have a value. Sometimes the value is paid in coin. Other times, it is paid in time and sweat. And finally, sometimes it is paid in blood.

Humanity seems most eager to use this latter currency. And we never note how much of it were spending, unless it happens to be our own.

KING ERMIEDES EUPATOR, REFLECTIONS UPON CONQUEST

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As Sancia Grado lay facedown in the mud stuffed underneath the wooden deck - photo 3

As Sancia Grado lay facedown in the mud, stuffed underneath the wooden deck next to the old stone wall, she reflected that this evening was not going at all as she had wanted.

It had started out decently. Shed used her forged identifications to make it onto the Michiel property, and that had gone swimminglythe guards at the first gates had barely glanced at her.

Then shed come to the drainage tunnel, and that had goneless swimmingly. It had worked, she supposedthe drainage tunnel had allowed her to slink below all the interior gates and walls and get close to the Michiel foundrybut her informants had neglected to mention the tunnels abundance of centipedes, mud adders, and shit, of both the human and equine variety.

Sancia hadnt liked it, but she could handle it. That had not been her first time crawling through human waste.

But the problem with crawling through a river of sewage is that, naturally, you tend to gain a powerful odor. Sancia had tried to stay downwind from the security posts as she crept through the foundry yards. But just when she reached the north gate, some distant guard had cried out, Oh my God, what is that smell? and then, to her alarm, dutifully gone looking for the source.

Shed avoided being spotted, but shed been forced to flee into a dead-end foundry passageway and hide under the crumbling wooden deck, which had likely once been a guard post. But the problem with this hiding place, shed quickly realized, was it gave her no means of escape: there was nothing in the walled foundry passageway besides the deck, Sancia, and the guard.

Sancia stared at the guards muddy boots as he paced by the deck, sniffing. She waited until he walked past her, then poked her head out.

He was a big man, wearing a shiny steel cap and a leather cuirass embossed with the loggotipo of the Michiel Body Corporatethe candle flame set in the windowalong with leather pauldrons and bracers. Most troublingly, he had a rapier sheathed at his side.

Sancia narrowed her eyes at the rapier. She thought she could hear a whispering in her mind as he walked away, a distant chanting. Shed assumed the blade was scrived, but that faint whispering confirmed itand she knew a scrived blade could cut her in half with almost no effort at all.

This was such a damned stupid way to get cornered, she thought as she withdrew. And Ive barely even started the job.

She had to get to the carriage fairways, which were probably only about two hundred feet away, behind the far wall. And she needed to get to them sooner rather than later.

She considered her options. She could dart the man, she supposed, for Sancia did have a little bamboo pipe and a set of small but expensive darts that were soaked in the poison of dolorspina fisha lethal pest found in the deeper parts of the ocean. Diluted enough, the venom should only knock its victim into a deep sleep, with an absolute horror of a hangover a few hours later.

But the guard was sporting pretty decent armor. Sancia would have to make the shot perfect, perhaps aiming for his armpit. The risk of missing was far too high.

She could try to kill him, she supposed. She did have her stiletto, and she was an able sneak, and though she was small, she was strong for her size.

But Sancia was a lot better at thieving than she was killing, and this was a trained merchant house guard. She did not like her chances there.

Moreover, Sancia had not come to the Michiel foundry to slit throats, break faces, or crack skulls. She was here to do a job.

A voice echoed down the passageway: Ahoy, Nicolo! What are you doing away from your post?

I think something died in the drains again. It smells like death down here!

Ohh, hang on, said the voice. There came the sound of footsteps.

Ah, hell, thought Sancia. Now there are two of them

She needed a way out of this, and fast.

She looked back at the stone wall behind her, thinking. Then she sighed, crawled over to it, and hesitated.

She did not want to spend her strength so soon. But she had no choice.

Sancia pulled off her left glove, pressed her bare palm to the dark stones, shut her eyes, and used her talent.

The wall spoke to her.

The wall told her of foundry smoke, of hot rains, of creeping moss, of the tiny footfalls of the thousands of ants that had traversed its mottled face over the decades. The surface of the wall bloomed in her mind, and she felt every crack and every crevice, every dollop of mortar and every stained stone.

All of this information coursed into Sancias thoughts the second she touched the wall. And among this sudden eruption of knowledge was what she had really been hoping for.

Loose stones. Four of them, big ones, just a few feet away from her. And on the other side, some kind of closed, dark space, about four feet wide and tall. She instantly knew where to find it like shed built the wall herself.

Theres a building on the other side, she thought. An old one. Good.

Sancia took her hand away. To her dismay, the huge scar on the right side of her scalp was starting to hurt.

A bad sign. Shed have to use her talent a lot more than this tonight.

She replaced her glove and crawled over to the loose stones. It looked like there had been a small hatch here once, but itd been bricked up years ago. She paused and listenedthe two guards now seemed to be loudly sniffing the breeze.

I swear to God, Pietro, said one, it was like the devils shit! They began pacing the passageway together.

Sancia gripped the topmost loose stone and carefully, carefully tugged at it.

It gave way, inching out slightly. She looked back at the guards, who were still bickering.

Quickly and quietly, Sancia hauled the heavy stones out and placed them in the mud, one after the other. Then she peered into the musty space.

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