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Title details for Chronicles of Elantra, Volume 4 by Michelle Sagara - Available

Chronicles of Elantra, Volume 4

Cast in Sorrow / Cast in Flame / Cast in Honor

9-11 in series

by Michelle Sagara
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CHRONICLES OF ELANTRA, VOLUME 4
New York Times bestselling author Michelle Sagara sweeps readers away to the fantastical city of Elantra, where magic and adventure ensure that the life of Private Kaylin Neya is never boring.

CAST IN SORROW
Private Kaylin Neya arrives in the West March surrounded by enemies old and new, only to discover that she is expected to play the role of “harmoniste"?one who helps divine the truth behind a Barrani Recitation. But in a land where words are more effective than weapons, Kaylin's duties are deadly.
CAST IN FLAME
Private Kaylin Neya returned from the West March in one piece, but she's having trouble handling the new residents in the city she polices?one of whom is Nightshade's younger brother. On a night when she should be talking to landlords in perfectly normal buildings, she's called to the fiefs instead, where a small family disagreement has become a large, complicated problem: Castle Nightshade's latent magic is waking.
CAST IN HONOR
In the aftermath of a vicious battle between darkness and light, the city of Elantra has emerged victorious. Yet as the chaos surrounding the battle begins to wane, Private Kaylin Neya's duties must resume, despite her grief over her fallen comrades. But when she is called to investigate a triple murder in a quiet part of town, Kaylin and her companions are soon embroiled in a case that is anything but routine.

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