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Okay this is terribly geeky but I love that Clovis is mentioned in this.

I'm loving how horribly uncomfortable the mystery of what's gonna happen at Mai Dun is making me.

Why are guys in medieval fiction named Robert always great at war stuff?

"She turned to face him then, giving him a glimpse of narrowed dark eyes, cheekbones burning with feverish heat. 'Give up? No, Ranulf,' she said, sounding desperate and determined and bitter beyond words. 'I will never give up, not until my dying breath, and not even then."

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I wonder if Caesar exaggerated the enemy numbers throughout this book.

So when Derfel notices the old Roman houses near the Thames in this, is one of those same houses the one that Uhtred lives in hundreds of years later? I ask the important questions.

Wat.

"On an uncooked head there is little that is readily chewable except the lips and cheeks and tongue." I'm learning so much from this book. Just good wholesome stuff.

I'm really hoping this trilogy ends with Derfel finishing his tale and then pulling out his old, dusty spear and stabbing Bishop Sansum in the guts or something.

The editing in this edition is pretty bad.

Jadestone Doll.

This book is alternately gross, funny, fascinating and profoundly disturbing.

The profound indignation the bishop has at hearing the Aztec story is seriously hilarious.

I need the collected Suicidal Poets of Darujhistan on my coffee table. Come to think of it, I kinda miss that place with its fancy blue gas lamps.

I miss the Deck. Is that xenophobic of me?

The scene with Udinaas in the ice is like something from a fantasy version of Blue Velvet.

Tarthenal biology is fascinating.

The relationship between the Edur and Letherii is fascinating and also seems to be a little more politically and socially charged than in some other interactions between races in this series.

Sansum has to be one of the grossest priests in a long, long line of gross priests in Cornwell books.

Arthur looks kind of odd in my head.

This book, man. This fuckin' book.

I have to wonder if Mr. Cornwell harbors some secret pagan fantasies, like pissing in doorways to ward off evil spirits and stuff like that.

Ugh, this is the first time the weird jumping around chronologically has bothered me. What "final clash with the Persian Immortals?" I wanna see that shit.

Ugh. I don't know if I'm just not in this mood for this or if I genuinely dislike this one. Just too much Genghis being a dick to his kids, wife, and the whole of Asia and too much fucking Ho Sa, Temuge and Khasar floating around on rivers. I'll come back to this one...probably.

Okay, I guess that was generous.

It's weird when the protagonist is the conquering bad guy and the antagonist the underdog, specifically General Giam. I'll give him like 20 more pages to live at most.

For some reason I'm getting weird Dune vibes from this book.

Welp. I guess that stabbing someone with a sword smeared with shit is a pretty good way to poison them.

I got distracted by Genghis: Birth of an Empire. I'll get back to this one eventually.