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378 pages, Paperback
First published November 19, 2015
“Her eyes caught the mirror once more,and Vhalla spared another minute.She didn't recognize the woman who stared back at her.Hollow eyes and wild hair were framed by black armor.It was the visage of a warrior and a sorcerer.”
“There was something severed and rough about her, something tainted and, yet, at the same time those jagged pieces were the makings of something fearsome. She'd wanted to become someone the Senate would fear, why not shatter the sky?”
“Aldrik — the crown prince, the future Emperor, Fire Lord, ruler of the Black Legion, sorcerer — was only a man. And men could be broken.”
“My Vhalla,my lady,my love.”
“Vhalla, I need her in so many ways, Mother help me.I need her as my redemption, I need her kindness, I need her forgiveness, I need her smiles, I need her humanity, I need her ignorance, I need her innocence, and, yes ... Mother Sun, yes, I need her as a man.”
Vhalla was surprised to find how
good it felt to use her mind again.
"I'd love to be someone you consider your friend."
“You’re the first thing I’ve ever seen him want to take for himself.”
“What’s your point?” Vhalla knew already she wasn’t going to like it.
“That it also means that you are the first thing the world knows it can take from him.”
What I love about the sequels is that you can abandon your usual pattern for reviews and go on babbling about your favorite characters and wow moments and angst moments and so on. And trust me, Fire falling has a lot of these.
First of all, let us summarize where we were left with our MCs in Air Awakens. Vhalla is a property of the Solaris Empire now and she is forced to join the war against north. Some people want her dead on the butterflied, some want her to win the war and bring new power - the power only Windwalkers can achieve.The girl who had come to the palace at eleven and lived her life in the library was dead; she’d been killed by the Senators whom she’d always been taught were sworn to protect her. The woman sitting in the saddle now had to find a heart crafted of black steel. She had to survive if for no other reason than to spite the world.
Anyway, Vhalla is in the center of events and her forbidden relationship with Crown prince Aldrik is more risky and dangerous than ever.“I realized something this morning, these past days,” Aldrik murmured. “I am a spoiled prince. No matter how unfair it may be, I do not do well being denied something I want, even if it’s self-inflicted. I have hurt you, I have put you in harm’s way, and I will continue to ask this and more of you the longer you stay near me. Yet knowing this, I seem to want you closer even when sense tells me the opposite.”
Friendship, love, danger, royalty, jealousy - everything is at stake and not all is as it seems. I want to underline that in this book the duty and desire is a stumbling stone. “Vhalla, I need her in so many ways, Mother help me,” Aldrik groaned. “I need her as my redemption, I need her kindness, I need her forgiveness, I need her smiles, I need her humanity, I need her ignorance, I need her her innocence, and, yes ... Mother Sun, yes, I need her as a man.”
“You know your place in life, your duty to your people.” Vhalla didn’t like where Lord Ophain was headed with his logic. “Someday you will be Emperor and no one will be able to question your decisions. No one will question them if they feel that your law comes from a place of honor, sensibility, and compassion. The crown is a heavy burden and you will have to make choices between your wants and your Empire.”
To have what your heart desires is literally can kill you and to follow your duty can also kill you, only from the inside. The emotional torture our characters endure through out the book will not leave anyone unmoved, and if you thought the first book was emotional, then you are for a heart-wrenching ride in this one. There are going to be a lot of surprises and not every one of them is pleasant. I lost count how many times my heart was broken during this book and how many times I mended it, only to break it in the end again.
In the previous book I missed some world-building and wanted to know and see more of the history we are witnessing. Fire walking did not disappoint me, and we have now a full-time fantasy with an amazing world-building and much more action than in the previous book. And a map, finally we can see on paper how this world looks.
Vhalla was a shy uncertain girl in Air awakens. Here she is finally becoming a woman and a ruthless one. More darkness is settling in her and she is coming into her powers. I admired Vhalla in this book and was proud of her like a mother hen, worrying about her child she saw growing in front of her eyes. These books are from Vhallas POV and it was impossible to stay away from her experiences and emotions.
“She was kind, shy, and sweet the first time I met her. Less than a year with you and look at what you’ve done to her Aldrik.
But you know what? I want more POVs in the next books. I want to be inside of Baldair's (his POV I need desperately) and Aldrik's heads. Please, Elise, give us insight into our princes!
Ok, now about things that weren't very nice for me. For starters, the foreplay between Aldrik and Vhalla is too stretched. I want more action under the sheets. They are star-crossed lovers, they can't be together but when they find these rare stolen moments to be together, why are they wasting them on sleeping together without really sleeping together? Do you get my point here? It's frustrating like hell! Furthermore, the romance is one of the leading parts of this series and the author so sensually and beautifully crafted the desire and tension between Vhalla and Aldrik, that it's impossible not to want more of them together in a more intimate way.“I love him.” Vhalla shook again, the words bringing a fresh batch of tears to her eyes. “I love him, but I am only death. I am death to everyone I love. Someday I will be the death of him.”
“If you want me to remove myself from your life, all you have to do is say the word.” There was no levity to his declaration.
Vhalla quickly looked askance, saving them from impropriety and hiding the blush that had found its way to her cheeks at his apparent attentions.
“I think,” she started softly, “that I like playing with fire.”There was one inhale, one exhale, one heartbeat between them.
She melted into the strange warmth of the communal existence, relinquishing the last of her physical senses. It was unlike anything she had ever felt. Like life and death all bundled neatly into one moment of beauty. She tried to find where her own self ended, to find where he began, but there were no ends or beginnings anywhere. They were infinite.
She felt as he felt, and he thought as she thought.“Oh? Tell me what will you do to me?” She did her best to imitate one of his trademark smirks, and she was rewarded by the spark turning to a fire in his eyes.
“I could think of quite a few things to do to you.” His voice was gravely and deep, and Vhalla felt a flush rise to her cheeks.“If you want to make the widely accepted appropriate decision, then leave now, have mercy and end this before you entice me further. Because I promise, this will never be easy—for either of us—and I refuse to love you halfway.”
MORE, Elise, please!
Then there's Baldair, who is like a lost puppy. What role does he suppose to play in this series? Because I have no idea.
She found his presence uncomfortable. First he’d been nothing more to her than the Heartbreaker Prince, a man straight from the lore of servants. A man she’d only briefly met in the library by chance. Then, he’d been Aldrik’s brother, and her conspirator in sneaking her into the gala at the end of the last Festival of the Sun. That had also been the Night of Fire and Wind. The last time she’d seen Prince Baldair he’d been tending to her wounds at Aldrik’s command. What did he think of her now?
I want him in action and I want more of him. We need either (I can't believe I am saying this) to create a love triangle between him, Vhalla and Aldrik or find him a nice lady so we can swoon over them together. But I am not ok with his role in the books today! And I want more of this brotherly relationship between Baldair and Aldrik. I mean, there's obviously something off with them.“Tread carefully, Vhalla,” Prince Baldair cautioned. “I know a lot more about my brother than you. I may seem like an ass.”
She raised her eyebrows.
“I am an ass at times,” he corrected with a chuckle. “But I am exactly what you see. He’s not. There are things about him you still don’t know.”“They love me because I never have to heap punishments upon them, or carry out executions, or levy taxes. I host parties and open casks of wine.” Baldair shook his head. “They don’t like him because Aldrik will be a fair ruler. He doesn’t care about being loved, he cares about doing what’s right.”
I have an elder brother and I know how hard things can be between siblings, that's why I am curious as how things between Aldrik and Baldair will progress.“Our relationship works when we need it to, how we need it to. We normally have an understanding.”
And my final complain. It's more like an observation than complain. The books have a certain pattern and the first 50% are usually very slow-paced (sometimes frustratingly so) and I have a feeling that five books are too much for this series. A trilogy would be nice, because some scenes are too stretched and feel unnecessary (though I am not complaining, because at least we don't have to wait a whole year to read the next books)
Finally, I can't be silent about some tragic events of this book.
Fire falling ended in a huge cliffhanger and with more questions than we had before. Now to wait till February will be a trial for me. Seriously, people, I am strongly recommend to wait for the next book before reading the whole series, but then again, the next book can also end with a cliffhanger (and probably will). At least I have a moral support in my dear friend Katerina with whom I buddy read this book and shared my crazy range of emotions. So seriously, find other people and read this series together.
Bottom line: Highly recommended fantasy series. If you haven't read it yet, what are you waiting for?
“I see you taking steps down this path, and I don’t want you be lost to that darkness.” He laughed and bore the most unfiltered sorrow she had ever seen from him. “What is worse is, thanks to the extraordinary wisdom of the people’s Senate, I cannot protect you from that.”
“So, what do I do?” Vhalla finally sought guidance for her guilt.
“Never forget who you are, and do not let the dead define you.”
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“Vhalla Yarl, blessed bird of the East. The one who can soar without wings. The first chick to fly the cage. The first to return to our land.”
“You’re not someone to live in darkness or sorrow.” Larel reclined on the bed, inviting Vhalla to do the same. “You’re a light that can shine brighter than even the sun.”
“That sounds treasonous,” Vhalla teased.
“I mean it all the same.” Larel leaned forward and pressed her forehead against Vhalla’s a brief moment. “You have something in you, Vhalla, something most never have or lose quickly. I cannot wait to see when you realize it yourself.”
“I think,” she started softly, “that I like playing with fire.”
“I just need to really understand what it’s like to have someone whom-whom I trust.” Aldrik avoided her gaze, scowling at himself. “Someone who knows my dark truths and who isn’t seeking something from me or is trying to use something against me.”
“You know your place in life, your duty to your people.” Vhalla didn’t like where Lord Ophain was headed with his logic. “Someday you will be Emperor and no one will be able to question your decisions. No one will question them if they feel that your law comes from a place of honor, sensibility, and compassion. The crown is a heavy burden and you will have to make choices between your wants and your Empire.”
“They love me because I never have to heap punishments upon them, or carry out executions, or levy taxes. I host parties and open casks of wine.” Baldair shook his head. “They don’t like him because Aldrik will be a fair ruler. He doesn’t care about being loved, he cares about doing what’s right.”
“And what’s wrong with—”
“There are many kinds of love,” Larel said.
“Are there?”
“Do you love Aldrik as you love your father?” A grin was in Larel’s voice.
“Family is different!” Vhalla pushed the other woman’s shoulder.
“I love you,” Larel said softly, stilling Vhalla. The Western woman leaned close, placing a gentle kiss on Vhalla’s forehead. “I don’t love you as a lover. But I love you wholly and completely nonetheless.” Vhalla suddenly felt like crying.
Fritz squeaked. He seemed to vibrate with excitement. “Tell—us—everything.” He punctuated his words, making each a demand.
“She doesn’t have to tell us anything,” Larel scolded. He whimpered at the other woman.
“So then, if you didn’t share his bed ... what did you do?” Fritz seemed genuinely confused.
“He worked, some magic,” Vhalla outlined vaguely.
“You’re adorable,” Larel said knowingly, earning a look from her and Fritz.
Larel’s fist smashed through Fritz’s face, and his body dissolved in a puff of smoke. The Western woman turned with a groan. Vhalla caught a shift in the light behind her. There was a flash of ice and Fritz faded back to sight, holding an ice dagger at Larel’s throat.
“Every time!” Larel threw up her hands, and Fritz backed away with a grin, tossing the wickedly sharp icicle aside. “Every time!” she said again, kicking the ground in frustration.
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9 out of 10
“Even something very small can cast a large shadow when it is close to the sun.”
“Home. This magnificent palace had been her home since she was eleven. She’d come to it as a farmer’s daughter, and now she’d leave it as a soldier.”
“There was something severed and rough about her, something tainted and, yet, at the same time those jagged pieces were the makings of something fearsome.”
“Tell me, Vhalla, what’s it like to find out your prince is a coward? Is weak? Is scared? Is wicked? Is—” “Human,” she said firmly.”
“I am a spoiled prince. No matter how unfair it may be, I do not do well being denied something I want, even if it’s self-inflicted. I have hurt you, I have put you in harm’s way, and I will continue to ask this and more of you the longer you stay near me. Yet knowing this, I seem to want you closer even when sense tells me the opposite.”
“She could never, she would never, should never, have this man.”
“What is this woman to you?” “Vhalla, I need her in so many ways, Mother helps me,” Aldrik groaned. “I need her as my redemption, I need her kindness, I need her forgiveness, I need her smiles, I need her humanity, I need her ignorance, I need her innocence, and, yes ... Mother Sun, yes, I need her as a man.”
“If you want to make the widely accepted appropriate decision, then leave now, have mercy and end this before you entice me further. Because I promise, this will never be easy—for either of us—and I refuse to love you halfway.”
“The prince closed the tent flap behind him and did a short circle around her, assessing Vhalla from head to toe. “Sit.” He motioned to a chair. “Or perhaps you’d rather I threw some pillows on the floor?”
Vhalla’s eyes widened, hearing the meaning between his words.
“You look uncomfortable.” The prince paused, his eyes reading hers. “I would think you’d be more at ease in a prince’s tent. Or is it just my brother’s?”
“What do you want?” she demanded.
“Today, I saw him in you.” Baldair squinted his eyes, as if he was trying to imagine Aldrik imposed atop her. “The way you moved, the way you were rushed by the fight. Tell me, is that the only way he’s been in you?”
“Either way, consider me your sword, Vhalla Yarl.”
“Then consider me your wind.”
“You’re the first thing I’ve ever seen him want to take for himself.” “What’s your point?” Vhalla knew already she wasn’t going to like it. “That it also means that you are the first thing the world knows it can take from him.”
— Air Awakens (Пробуждение воздуха) #1/5
— Fire Falling (Влечение огня) #2/5
— Earth's End (Край земли) #3/5
— Water's Wrath (Гнев воды) #4/5
— Crystal Crowned (Коронованная кристаллами) #5/5