I cannot praise this book enough. I cannot express how much I love this book. I read the first in the series a while ago (even blogged about it!) and was impressed, more than impressed, awestruck, and I was prepared for another great follow up, but The Drowning King completely blew me out of the water. I think I actually preferred the sequel to the first, as strange as that sounds. I think we have the Arsinoe we prepared for, the bloodthirsty, the ambitious, the Arsinoe who takes no shit. And I loved this woman, who first was content to bow to her sister, but never content to bow to Rome. The growth seen by both the brother and sister was impeccable. When we first are introduced to Ptolemy, he is young and untested and spoiled, he knows little beyond the sphere of himself, but through the course of the book he is thrust from his brattish behavior into that of a true king - wily, hard, and full of ambition. I liked that Cleopatra was not a sympathetic character, I grew frustrated, annoyed, and sometimes angry with her. Even with the knowledge I have of history, I know the fate of Egypt - but Arsinoe inspired in me a desire for a different outcome. I felt acutely her anger with Cleopatra, with Rome, with a cause she eventually knew she lost. Rome was too powerful, not merely Caesar, but Rome. It was a tidal wave she could not stop from sweeping over Egypt, and I mourned with her, felt her hate and determination. That's what I loved about the book the most, I think. That even though these events took place thousands of years ago, I yearned for a different outcome, I wanted more Arsinoe, I wanted her to be remembered differently because she became so human to me. And oh, the turns of phrase were extraordinary - the phrase that sticks with me is 'hydra of humanity' and it makes me realize how true this phrase is, something that still today has truth to it. The mob, the anger, the destruction, but also the ability to be so coordinate in creation and destruction that humanity contains. Ugh, just so good.