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Michael Zevaco's The Pardaillan Volume Iv Quietus [Hardcover]

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  • Category: Books (History)
  • ISBN-10:  1468543377
  • ISBN-10:  1468543377
  • ISBN-13:  9781468543377
  • ISBN-13:  9781468543377
  • Publisher:  AuthorHouse
  • Publisher:  AuthorHouse
  • Pages:  160
  • Pages:  160
  • Binding:  Hardcover
  • Binding:  Hardcover
  • Pub Date:  01-Jun-2012
  • Pub Date:  01-Jun-2012
  • SKU:  1468543377-11-MPOD
  • SKU:  1468543377-11-MPOD
  • Item ID: 101984195
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Find out the exciting completion and sometimes nefarious ending of the fourth book of MICHAEL Z?VACO'S THE PARDAILLAN and what is going to be the impossible to imagine climax of the series, in this new edition of Volume IV: Quietus Leonor was a typical French provincial woman, very beautiful, in her early twenties with golden hair, ice-blue eyes and lovely pale skin, as white as snow. Her svelte body would soon swing by the neck in the scaffold guaranteed to be a site for the eye of the beholder. Her principal crime was being the daughter of a Protestant and having a Catholic lover who left her. Aside from her intoxicating physical attributes, she loved to travel especially to the big cities and more specifically Paris. Where the splendor of spring was fitted for enamors during that time of the year. Even so, the stench of death and the bloody stains still perfumed the air and permeated the streets by the tens of thousands of cadavers that were further being cleared. This massacre of historical proportions had been the product of the great Huguenot slaughter during Saint Bartholomew's holidays. King Charles IX and his more culpable mother Catherine of Medici had thus cannily planned and conceived it. On occasions, new butchered Protestant bodies were found strewn on the side streets. Like on one morning, as she was strolling near Our Lady Cathedral, one of the sites of the massacre, she spotted a bishop wearing his full official garments going inside the church with the faithful where he was going to officiate mass in Latin; it was Sunday mid morning in May. He was a tall, virile man, of handsome features, with raven-black hair, but his peculiar eyes appeared familiar to Leonor, and not only the eyes, but his masculinity, his gait, in essence, the entire package. That something about him woke up her curiosity, and even though being a Protestant she had never gone to Our Lady or any church, for that matter, she chose to follow him inside. To her dismay, she discovelC$
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