![]() ![]() ![]() Kevork was so anxious for an early start that he hadn’t even taken time to break his fast, so when he passed Radhiya’s baking pit, the aroma of freshly baked flat bread made his stomach growl. He watched his step to make sure he didn’t trip over one of Ghalib’s chickens. Inhaling the heady aroma of cloves and cinnamon, he passed Diya al Din’s spice stand. The sun had barely begun to peek out over the horizon, and the first call to prayer of the day had just finished. He walked through the covered bazaar to his own tiny stall. Kevork rubbed the last remnants of sleep from his eyes with the back of his free hand as he balanced his rucksack in the other. Meanwhile, Marta worries that even if Kevork has survived and they are reunited, will he be able to accept what she has become? And what has happened to her sister, Mariam, who was sold as a slave to the highest bidder? Kevork yearns to get back into Turkey and search for Marta, but with the war raging and the genocide still in progress, the journey will be impossibly dangerous. And Kevork is living as an Arab in Syria. But Marta is still in Turkey, pregnant with another man’s child. They have managed so far to survive the Armenian genocide in Turkey, and both are disguised as Muslims. Teenagers Kevork and his betrothed Marta are the lucky ones. Daughter of War is a gripping story of enduring love and loyalty set against the horrors of Turkey during World War I. ![]()
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