A Novel | Paperback | On the streets of eighteenth-century Cairo, Nahri is a talented con artist, using palm readings, zars, and her mysterious curative gifts to swindle Ottoman nobles. She doesn’t believe in magic—is it her fault that her marks do? But when she accidentally summons Dara, an equally sly, darkly mysterious djinn warrior, during one of her cons, his very existence forces her to question all she believes. Dara tells her an extraordinary tale, one of a strange and enchanted metropolis that lies across hot, windswept sands teeming with creatures of fire, and rivers where the mythical marid sleep: Daevabad, the legendary city of brass.