So, a friend told me to read this one, saying “I feel like you would really like a story about a suicidal clan heir turned master thief and a drunken bisexual slut of a third prince and a stubborn asexual wizard and their weird threeway thing.” Yes. Yes I would.
It is a fun, fun, novel, with tons of excellent pining and extremely sad very-fucked-up characters who are remarkably stable given their respective tragic pasts. It’s remarkably cheerful, really! If you’re looking for a silly queer romance in a high fantasy setting, this is the book for you. It contains, in addition to the tragic pasts, thievery, and threeway, a good solid dose of witty banter, volcanoes, asshole dads, bonding, and unnecessary shipwrecks. There’s a quest! It’s absurd!
The premise, in short, is that Aaron (aforementioned master thief) has come to Ischia, to steal and to court death, because Ischia has its thieves flogged to death. He runs across an old lady who was the best gem cutter in Ischia. Her masterwork was the emerald on the royal staff; when she dies, Aaron attempts to steal it for her grave. He’s caught, and after some unpleasantness, ends up in the care of Darvish (the third prince), who fixes him up. Meanwhile, in another land, a young woman called Chandra is disinclined to marry Darvish, having heard he was an alcoholic and a sex addict. She decides to investigate for herself, being a promising young wizard. And so they are all in place for adventure when the stone that keeps the volcano in Ischia from exploding vanishes.
Cue quest.
A lot of terrible things have happened to the people in this book, and some of them are more than a little problematic. Most of them happened to Aaron, actually. Once upon a time, he was clan heir in a really restrictive, violence-heavy area. His home is heavily coded barbarian; there’s rocky cliffs, not much food, a lot of violence, a lot of restrictions on sexuality (largely due to the impracticality of it, but offenders are burnt to death), and a lot of corporal punishment. It’s also particularly restrictive towards women. Aaron, who is killing-averse from a young age, also manages to fall in love with his cousin. In one way, this is a bit of a plus since on the whole he really does prefer men. On the other hand, when his father discovers them together, he has the girl flogged to death.
Which is why Aaron is after that particular punishment for thieves. As a motivation for getting him to Ischia and prompting his suicidal behavior, it works very well. As a narrative device, she was well and truly stuffed in the fridge. His cousin dies to give him pain; that pain motivates him to take action. While he does do quite a bit of reminiscing about her, and her death haunts him to the point of making him seek the same death, all we ever learn about her was that she was kind to him when few others were. The sole reason for her existence is his emotional arc.
On the bright side, the effects of her death on him are pretty well-handled, and include, in addition to the survivor’s guilt, a pretty healthy dose of PTSD and difficulty relating to his peers. Young women remind him inescapably of Ruth, so he’s terrified of them and for them. He also tends to start hallucinating her voice and presence. And young men combine forbidden desire with the terrible consequences of love, so he refuses to look at them. He’s painfully alone, except for the gem cutter Faharra, who dies after a chapter. She, however, is up to the gills with agency and story, so that’s - better. I’d really like a novel about Faharra, actually.
Darvish’s arc is a little less problematic. Cursed with sadistic, sociopathic younger siblings and competent elder siblings, he’s without a role in the kingdom. He turns to booze and sex, efficiently combining oblivion and rebellion, and both vices, later in the story, nearly kill him. His near-death from withdrawal, actually, is particularly well-written, as is the other characters’ reaction to it. What makes his arc interesting is his climb out of self-loathing and depression. It remains a problem for him, but one that, by the end of the novel, he’s learned to cope with to a large extent. One of the things that I admire about his character arc is the tension between his desire to render himself as awful in the eyes of others as he is in his own mind and his fundamentally decent nature. He rescues and tends Aaron, refuses to break the trust of his servant, and, when betrothed, his objection is as much that she deserves better than him as it is reluctance to marry on his own account.
Not that Chandra is particularly interested in marrying either. Chandra is sixteen, and her characterization is perfect. She’s awkward, prickly, arrogant, clumsily caring, roughly affectionate. And, as she informs us regularly, she is a Wizard of the Nine, which gives her some basis for her firm belief that she is better than pretty much everyone at pretty much everything. Since her mother died, she and her father have had a strained relationship, which is largely responsible for her declaration that she will never marry.
The plot itself isn’t the most gripping in the world. Sure, the Stone of Ischia has been stolen, and without it the volcano will erupt and bury the city beneath it. The quest itself is reasonable - it moves along well, and it rarely hits the road trip plot hole land mine, where something implausible happens just to move things along a bit. The ending, too, is largely predictable, and fans of fantasy will not be surprised by the Stone’s Palantir-esque behavior, nor about the solution. What really drives this book is the relationship between the characters. Darvish’s pining, Aaron’s pining, and Chandra’s completely fed-up frustration with the utter stupidity of the pair of them is excellent, and their recognition that she is essential to them as much as they are essential to each other is really cute. There’s not nearly enough making out to balance out all the pining. But for that, it’s a thoroughly satisfactory romance.
One caveat I have is the whole romantic nomad trope. Mysterious? Check. Magical? Check. Keepers of secrets and healers of people, plus dancing? Check. Huff does a decent job at characterizing the travelers, and doesn’t go into the whole thieves-and-con-artists thing that often accompanies this, but it’s something I’d like to see less of on the whole. Let us avoid exoticization and appropriation of the Romani, if at all possible!
tl;dr: This is a fun fantasy read. The romance is interesting, the characters are well-written, and the plot, while not the most exciting in the world, hangs together well. If you’re looking for a bit of entertainment, look no further! If alcoholism, fridging, and some stereotyping of cultures bothers you, you might want to give it a miss, though they’re not particularly offensive as these things go.