Chapter 55

The threat of death made Benita’s mind spin into a flashing carousel—shards of memories whirled past her eyes.

She had been born in Braavos, into an old and illustrious lineage: House Antaryon.

House Antaryon could trace its roots back to the very founding of Braavos. Eight hundred years ago, aboard a Valyrian fleet, the rowing slaves refused to be chained any longer. They rose in a massive revolt and seized control of the ships.