The Vor Game (Vorkosigan Saga)

The Vor Game (Vorkosigan Saga)

Lois McMaster Bujold

Language: English

Pages: 416

ISBN: 1476782237

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


NEW YORK TIMES BEST-SELLING AUTHOR. NEW EDITION OF THE BOOK THAT WON LOIS MCMASTER BUJOLD HER FIRST HUGO AWARD. Sequel to The Warrior's Apprentice.

THE PRINCE AND THE MERCENARY

Miles Vorkosigan has shaken the High Command of his home planet Barrayar to the core and has been sent to the other side of the galaxy as a result. There Miles runs into his old pals, the Free Dendarii Mercenaries. And a good thing, too, because it turns out that Miles's childhood chum—Emperor Gregor to you and me—has been the victim of foul play, and only Miles can save him. In fact, Miles knows he must save Gregor. Because if he doesn't, then the only person who could become emperor is Miles himself, which is, for Miles, a fate worse than death!  

About Lois McMaster Bujold’s Vorkosigan Saga:
“The pace is breathless, the characterization thoughtful and emotionally powerful, and the author's narrative technique and command of language compelling. Highly recommended.”—Booklist

“[The Warrior's Apprentice] would work just fine. . . as the introduction to the series as a whole. I suspect that anybody who reads one will be as charmed as I was and want to pick up the rest.”—SF Site

“If you love solid space opera rooted in strong character, you can't go wrong. . . . The Warrior's Apprentice already displays the craft and the heart which would soon make Lois McMaster Bujold one of the most feted talents in SF.”—SF Reviews

About Vorkosigan series entry Diplomatic Immunity:
“Bujold is adept at world-building and provides a witty, character-centered plot, full of exquisite grace notes. . . fans will be thoroughly gripped and likely to finish the book in a single sitting.”—Publishers Weekly

The Vorkosigan Series in Story-based Chronological Order
Falling Free
Shards of Honor
Barrayar
The Warrior's Apprentice
The Vor Game
Cetaganda
Ethan of Athos
Borders of Infinity
Brothers in Arms
Mirror Dance
Memory
Komarr
A Civil Campaign
Diplomatic Immunity
Captain Vorpatril's Alliance
CryoBurn
Gentleman Jole and the Red Queen

Destiny (Rogue Angel, Book 1)

Silent Killer

Tritium Gambit (Max & Miranda, Book 1)

Biggles and the Blue Moon

The Martian

The King's Dragon (Doctor Who: New Series Adventures, Book 41)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

was almost sorry to learn that Metzov was killed," remarked Count Vorkosigan. "We'd been planning to try and extradite him, before things went crazy with Gregor's disappearance." "Ah! Did you finally decide the death of that Komarran prisoner way back when during their revolt was murder? I thought it might be–" Count Vorkosigan held up two fingers. "Two murders." Miles paused. "My God, he didn't try and track down poor Ahn before he left, did he?" He'd almost forgotten Ahn. "No, but we

hand. I'm afraid I might have broken his neck." "He was still breathing," Miles said. He walked to the opposite lower bunk and prodded it. No sign of vermin. He seated himself gingerly. The severe shakes were passing off, leaving only a tremula, but he still felt weak in the knees. "When he wakes up–as soon as they find him, whether he wakes up or not–it's not going to take them long to figure out where I went. I should have just waited, and followed you, and bought you back. Assuming I could

outweighs triple pay?" But if she expects to have the Barrayaran Empire to defend her from retribution–all our Security resources. … "I see one way she could expect to get away with it," said Miles. "If it works out like she wants, she'll have all the protection she wants. And all the profits." It could work, it really could. If Gregor were indeed under her spell. And if two embarrassingly hostile character witnesses, Miles and General Metzov, conveniently killed each other. Abandoning her

furthering ours, he'll be a valuable ally. House Vorkosigan has always been powerful in Barrayaran affairs. His grandfather Count Piotr put my grandfather Emperor Ezar on the throne. They'd make an equally powerful enemy. I should prefer us to rule Barrayar with their cooperation." "Their extermination would do as well, surely," Cavilo glared at Miles. "Time is on our side, love. His father is an old man. He, is a mutant. His bloodline-threat is empty, Barrayar would never accept a mutant as

Cavilo had not provided the Emperor with space armor. Gregor wore neatly-pressed set of Ranger fatigues, minus insignia; his only protection was his boots. Even they would be quite inadequate, if one of those heavy-armored monsters stepped on his toe. Battle armorwas lovely stuff, proof against stunners and nerve disrupters, most poisons and biologicals; resistant (to a degree) to plasma fire and radioactivity, stuffed with clever built-in weaponry, tac comps, and telemetry. Very suitable for a

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