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The main characters of Thuvia, Maid of Mars novel are Thuvia, Carthoris. The book has been awarded with Booker Prize, Edgar Awards and many others.
One of the Best Works of Edgar Rice Burroughs. published in multiple languages including English, consists of 268 pages and is available in Paperback format for offline reading.
Thuvia, Maid of Mars PDF Details
|Author:||Edgar Rice Burroughs|
|Original Title:||Thuvia, Maid of Mars|
|Number Of Pages:||268 pages|
|First Published in:||1916|
|Latest Edition:||November 5th 2007|
|Generes:||Science Fiction, Fantasy, Fiction, Classics, Adventure, Pulp, Science Fiction Fantasy, Audiobook, Science Fiction, Sword And Planet, Science Fiction, Aliens,|
|Main Characters:||Thuvia, Carthoris|
|Formats:||audible mp3, ePUB(Android), kindle, and audiobook.|
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CARTHORIS AND THUVIA
Upon a massive bench of polished ersite beneath the gorgeous blooms of a giant pimalia a woman sat. Her shapely, sandalled foot tapped impatiently upon the jewel-strewn walk that wound beneath the stately sorapus trees across the scarlet sward of the royal gardens of Thuvan Dihn, Jeddak of Ptarth, as a dark-haired, red- skinned warrior bent low toward her, whispering heated words close to her ear.
“Ah, Thuvia of Ptarth,” he cried, “you are cold even before the fiery blasts of my consuming love! No harder than your heart, nor colder is the hard, cold ersite of this thrice happy bench which supports your divine and fadeless form! Tell me, O Thuvia of Ptarth, that I may still hope–that though you do not love me now, yet some day, some day, my princess, I–“
The girl sprang to her feet with an exclamation of surprise and displeasure. Her queenly head was poised haughtily upon her smooth red shoulders. Her dark eyes looked angrily into those of the man.
“You forget yourself, and the customs of Barsoom, Astok,” she said. “I have given you no right thus to address the daughter of Thuvan Dihn, nor have you won such a right.”
The man reached suddenly forth and grasped her by the arm.
“You shall be my princess!” he cried. “By the breast of Issus, thou shalt, nor shall any other come between Astok, Prince of Dusar, and his heart’s desire. Tell me that there is another, and I shall cut out his foul heart and fling it to the wild calots of the dead sea-bottoms!”
At touch of the man’s hand upon her flesh the girl went pallid beneath her coppery skin, for the persons of the royal women of the courts of Mars are held but little less than sacred. The act of Astok, Prince of Dusar, was profanation. There was no terror in the eyes of Thuvia of Ptarth–only horror for the thing the man had done and for its possible consequences.
“Release me.” Her voice was level–frigid.
The man muttered incoherently and drew her roughly toward him.
“Release me!” she repeated sharply, “or I call the guard, and the Prince of Dusar knows what that will mean.”