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All that said, Wurts has wooed many fans to her series with compelling characters, a tremendously complex (and painstakingly developed) web of plot lines, and distinctively lush and lyric storytelling. Grand Conspiracy represents part two of part three of a five-part epic--to her credit, Wurts broke the series' third story arc (Alliance of Light) into three parts only reluctantly. The action in this instalment surrounds Arithon's Ffalenn, the fugitive Master of Shadow and the victim of the title's grand conspiracy. Everyone's got it in for him these days, and even his beloved, Elaira, has been shanghaied by her Koriani cronies into playing a role in his betrayal--she must transform an innocent, Fionn Areth, into Arithon's double to draw him out. Grand Conspiracy delivers more of the same, perhaps lacking a bit of the action of previous instalments; check out Curse of the Mistwraith if you're new to the series. --Paul Hughes, Amazon.com
614 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published November 1, 1999
“Dame Dawr, my maternal grandmother, once scaled the east wall for a tryst with my grandfather. The revetments there are now mortared over and embedded with crushed glass, as much to deny her fool’s route to an enemy as for the fact that her love match galled my great-grandfather to fits.’ … ‘For Dame Dawr, crushed glass only sweetened the challenge. She just climbed the façade of the adjacent tower, then used a rope and grapple slung across to the roof gutter. The story goes that she conceived my late father through the hour the new mortar was curing. As proof of her child’s paternity, she left handprints. They’re still hardened solid in the battlement under my grandfather’s window.’”
“Tysan’s writ of invitation had pointedly requested that a female blood relation of the duke should attend the solstice festivities at Avenor. Lord Bransian s’Brydion had recast the request at his whim, had in fact ignored the salutation addressed to the name of his eminently marriageable youngest daughter. In the girl’s stead, he had dispatched his acid-witted grandame; or perhaps not. Now confounded by the formidable collected presence of the woman, Ellaine wondered if the state voyage to Avenor had been Dawr’s idea from the outset.”
“‘Go away, foolish man,’ she snapped at Gace Steward. ‘If you don’t, I shall certainly get annoyed.’ The stick spun in her grasp with a speed to whistle air, and just missed the steward’s tucked groin. Gace fled, as any man must when assailed by Grandame Dawr in a temper.”
“‘How like a man, to carry his pea brain in his scrotum and not realize when overbearing male company’s unwanted.’ That waspish, crone’s scorn came packaged in clanborn accents that sheared like wire through the soothing harmonies of the strings.”
“On that fated hour, Kevor displayed the untarnished potential of his s’Ilessid ancestry, bright as the flame in his hand. Humanity had supplanted the presence of divine promise. Salvation had come through the example of a boy’s steel-clad courage and the ordinary kindness he had shown to a craftsman’s tearful strayed child.
We do hope that Kevor is able to retain these qualities, and not go down the increasingly delusional path of pseudo-divinity and self-righteous bigotry of his father.
Six books to go. Will Elaira and Arithon ever be together? Will the Fellowship survive? The Koriani Sisterhood? Will the Paravians ever return? How about the Mistwraith? Arithon and Lysaer have to live until (at least near) the end – but what state will the world be in?
An amazing series, that I unreservedly recommend.