By David Weber
Honor Harrington has confronted ship-to-ship wrestle, assassins, political vendettas, and duals. She's been shot at, shot down, and simply simple shot, had starships blown out from lower than her, and made own enemies who will do whatever to damage her, and she's survived all of it. yet this time the People's Republic of Haven has eventually came across an admiral who can win battles, and Honor's orders take her directly into an ambush. Outnumbered and outgunned, she has jut techniques: see the folk below her command slaughtered in hopeless battle...or hand over them--and herself--to the Peeps.
At least the Peoples army grants to regard its prisoners honorbly. however the military is overruled through the politicians, and Honor unearths herself aboard a Peep battlecruiser, certain for a prision planet aptly named "Hell."..and her scheduled execution.
Put into solitary confinement, separated from her officials and her treecat Nimitz... and subjected to systematic humiliation by way of her goalers, her destiny has turn into either bleak and brief. but the only lesson Honor Harrington hasn't ever discovered is tips on how to supply up.
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