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ORDER OF DARKNESS
BOOK ONE
PHILIPPA GREGORY
 
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This extract is taken rom Order o Darkness:
Changeling 
copyright © 2012 by Philippa GregoryThis book is a work o fction. Any reerences to historical events,real people, or real locales are used fctitiously. Other names, characters,places, and incidents are the product o the author’s imagination,and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead,is entirely coincidental.SIMON PULSEAn imprint o Simon & Schuster Children’s Publishing Division1230 Avenue o the Americas, New York, NY 10020First Simon Pulse hardcover edition May 2012All rights reserved, including the right o reproduction in whole or in part in any orm.SIMON PULSE and colophon are registered trademarks o Simon & Schuster, Inc.For inormation about special discounts or bulk purchases, please contactSimon & Schuster Special Sales at 1-866-506-1949 or business@simonandschuster.com.The Simon & Schuster Speakers Bureau can bring authors to your live event.For more inormation or to book an event contact the Simon & Schuster Speakers Bureauat 1-866-248-3049 or visit our website at www.simonspeakers.com.The text o this book was set in Plantin.Manuactured in the United States o America2 4 6 8 10 9 7 5 3 1Library o Congress Cataloging-in-Publication DataTKISBN 978-1-4424-5344-9ISBN 978-1-4424-5346-3 (eBook)
 
ROME, JUNE 1453
The hammering on the door shot him into wakeulness like a hand-gun going o in his ace. The young man scrambled or the daggerunder his pillow, stumbling to his bare eet on the icy oor o thestone cell. He had been dreaming o his parents, o his old home,and he gritted his teeth against the usual wrench o longing oreverything he had lost: the armhouse, his mother, the old lie.The thunderous banging sounded again, and he held the daggerbehind his back as he unbolted the door and cautiously opened it acrack. A dark-hooded fgure stood outside, anked by two heavy-setmen, each carrying a burning torch. One o them raised his torchso the light ell on the slight dark-haired youth, naked to the waist,wearing only breeches, his hazel eyes blinking under a ringe o dark hair. He was about seventeen, with a ace as sweet as a boy, butwith the body o a young man orged by hard work.“Luca Vero?”“Yes.”“You are to come with me.”They saw him hesitate. “Don’t be a ool. There are three o usand only one o you, and the dagger you’re hiding behind your back won’t stop us.”
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