The Last Dragonlord

The Last Dragonlord

by Joanne Bertin

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ISBN-13: 9781466819757
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates
Publication date: 09/15/1999
Series: Dragonlord , #1
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 400
Sales rank: 90,013
File size: 1 MB

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Joanne Bertin is the author of The Last Dragonlord and Dragon and Phoenix.
JOANNE BERTIN is the author of the novels The Last Dragonlord, Dragon and Phoenix and Bard’s Oath. She lives in Connecticut.

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OneThe dragon gleamed in the light of the setting sun, his scales glittering as he soared toward the castle that crowned the mountaintop. His gaze shifted to a wide, flat area ending in a cliff, wreathed in shadows cast by the dying light. A slight tilt of the powerful wings and the red dragon turned, silent, beautiful, deadly, intent on his goal.He landed, claws scraping against stone, the sound harsh in the crystalline air. A red mist surrounded him and the great dragon became a wraith; the mist contracted, then disappeared, leaving behind the figure of a tall man.Linden brushed a strand of hair from his eyes, his blood singing from his long flight and the magic of Changing. He crossed the shadow-dappled landing area. As he reached the first step of the long stairway that led to the castle of Dragonskeep, a voice, old but still clear and strong, rang out."Dragonlord."Linden paused and looked up. On the stairs high above him stood an elderly kir, his silvered fur catching the last of the sunlight, no expression on his short-muzzled face.Sirl, personal servant to the Lady who ruled Dragonskeep and the Dragonlords, regarded him in return. "The Lady has need of you," the kir said.Why? Linden wondered as he raised a hand in acknowledgment and bounded up the stairs, his long legs taking the steps three at a time. It had been long since he'd had such a summons.When Linden reached the step where Sirl waited, the kir bowed to him. "If you will follow me, Dragonlord," he said. Then he turned and led the wondering Linden to the Keep.No words were exchanged as they walked through thewhite marble halls of Dragonskeep. Globes of coldfire, set to hovering in the air by various Dragonlords, lit the way. At last they came to the tower rooms set aside for the ruler of the Keep. Sirl opened the door and bowed Linden inside. Linden entered the chamber; Sirl followed close behind, shutting the door once more.Globes of white coldfire lit this room as well, setting aflame the gold threads running through the tapestries that covered the five walls. Dragons soaring against blue skies, sunsets, a river of stars, or among mountain crags covered four of them. The fifth, incongruously, was of a hunting scene: a stag, a pack of baying hounds, three huntsmen, all forever frozen as they raced through the forest. A reminder, perhaps, of the Lady's life before she Changed? Linden doubted he would ever know. They were the only decoration in the room, which was sparsely furnished. What few items of furniture there were looked lost in the emptiness.The Lady sat in a high-backed wooden chair. Her long fingers cradled a cup of tea as though seeking its warmth. She looked unreal in the cold light. Even the pale albino's eyes that watched him seemed colorless. She beckoned.As he crossed the room, he studied her. She had been very young, he knew--only fifteen--when she'd Changed for the first time. Their kind aged slowly; how many centuries had the Lady seen to give her face that delicate tracery of wrinkles? After more than six centuries, he himself still looked only twenty-eight.Without thinking, Linden touched the wine-colored birthmark that spread across his right temple and eyelid. It was his Marking, as the Lady's icy paleness was hers. He'd hated it until he'd discovered what it meant: that he was one of the great weredragons, the lords and servants of humankind. A Dragonlord.Linden knelt before the Lady. Setting his hands on his thighs, he bowed till his forehead almost touched the floor--the salute of a Yerrin clansman to his lord. "Lady?" he said.The Lady studied him for a long moment. Then she said, "Yes, I was right. You will be the third."Linden frowned slightly as he accepted a cup of tea from Sirl. And what does she mean by--Memory returned and with it came understanding. Lleld, smallest of the Dragonlords, had been late to breakfast that morning, bubbling over with news and speculation--more of the latter than the former. Linden thanked the gods he hadn't taken her up on the wager she'd demanded when he'd laughed at her notions. Sometimes Lleld's wild predictions had a way of becoming real, and he'd no wish to lose that particular cloak brooch.The Lady's long, pale fingers tapped against the cup. "You have never sat in judgment, have you, Linden? Then perhaps it is time, little one--" She stopped at his chuckle. "Impudent scamp, you know very well what I mean!" she scolded with an affectionate smile.Linden hid a grin as he drank. Over six and a half feet tall in his stocking feet, he towered over everyone else at Dragonskeep. The Lady herself barely came up to his chest. But with only a little more than six centuries behind him he was the youngest Dragonlord, the "little one."And, to his great grief, likely the last."You've heard by now that a messenger from Cassori arrived early this morning, yes?" she said.Linden nodded. "Lleld said something about it at breakfast; she'd heard it from the servants. Is it about the regency? I'd thought that was already settled some time ago and the queen's drowning proven to be an accident. Wasn't there an investigation?""There was; it found no cause for suspicion. And now that the period of mourning is over, we had all thought Duke Beren was to be confirmed as regent. But then came this challenge, the messenger said. The Cassorin council is divided; they cannot settle the matter and many of the barons are becoming restless. Luckily the messenger came before the Saethe and I left to confer with the truedragons."Of course; on the morrow, the Lady and the Dragonlords' own council--the Saethe--were to consult with the truedragons on a matter of grave and growing concern to theDragonlords. For there had been no new Dragonlords, not even a hint of one, since his own First Change. It explained the Lady's haste, then, in choosing judges--if Lleld had guessed right once again.Aloud he said, "Most of the Cassorin royal family are dead now, aren't they?" Bad luck attended this reign, it seemed; he'd seen its like before."Yes; all save for a little boy, Prince Rann, and two uncles: the challenger, Peridaen, a prince of the blood, and Duke Beren, who has a strong lateral claim to the throne."Linden considered as he sipped his tea. Another of Lleld's guesses confirmed. He went on, "So the Cassorin messenger came to ask for Dragonlord judgment." At the Lady's nod, he smiled. "That was Lleld's guess. She also predicted Kief and Tarlna would be sent as arbitrators, since they're Cassorin and have done this before.""Lleld," the Lady said, sounding exasperated, "is entirely too clever by half. Someday she'll guess wrong. But not this time. Kief and Tarlna are indeed going to Cassori. And so, I have decided, are you, as the third judge required." The Lady set her empty cup on the low table to one side of her chair. Sirl appeared and took it.Linden carefully schooled his expression to stay blank. A mission with Tarlna, who chided him at every chance for his lack--by her prim standards--of dignity as befitted a Dragonlord? Oh, joy. He wondered what he'd done to deserve this.Yet to sit in judgment was his duty as a Dragonlord. But why him, Yerrin by birth, and the youngest, least experienced Dragonlord to boot? True, he spoke Cassorin--a talent for languages seemed to go with being a Dragonlord. But there were others far more experienced in such things. Surely one of them was to be preferred.He held his tongue."The three of you will leave in the morning. Since there is no time to be lost, you will all Change and fly to Cassori. The court has not left the city for the summer yet; the claimants shall await you in the great palace in Casna." The Ladysmiled. "I know you'd rather ride Shan, but I fear Cassori cannot afford the time it would take." She beckoned Linden to rise.He offered her his arm as she rose from her chair, and escorted her from the room. 
They paused in the doorway of the hall, watching the dancing that began every night after the evening meal. The Lady leaned easily on his arm, nodding her head slightly in time to the music.Linden said, "Lady, if I may ask ... Why did you choose me? Kief and Tarlna, yes, they are Cassorin. I'm not. So?" He waited as she considered her answer.Finally she said, "For the sake of a feeling that I have, little one." Her soultwin Kelder emerged from the dancers and came toward them. She held out her hand to him.As Kelder led her into the dance, the Lady looked back. "But whether this matter needs you," she said, "or you need this matter, I don't know." 
On his way to his chambers Linden met Lleld coming the other way down the hall."Hello, little one," Lleld said with a grin as he stopped to talk to her."You love being able to say that to me, don't you?" Linden replied, unable to keep an answering smile from his face as he towered over her. Lleld's Marking was her height; the little Dragonlord was no taller than a child of perhaps ten years. "You weren't at the dancing tonight," he said."Ah, no--I had something else to do," she said. "So tell me--was I right?"He nodded. "About everything."She heaved a sigh of regret. "Blast, but I wish you'd taken that wager.""I've learned," he said dryly."You're to be the third judge, aren't you?" She cocked her head at him.Laughing, he said, "Right again, you redheaded imp. I just hope it won't take too long.""Or be too boring; regency debates usually are, you know," Lleld said helpfully, "as well as taking years to settle, sometimes. A pity this isn't one of your friend Otter's tales, isn't it? It would be much more interesting then."One of Otter's--That would be all he'd need on top of Tarlna's company. Linden asked in some exasperation, "And what did I do that you should wish that on me, Lady Mayhem?"Lleld just grinned. "Ah, well; I'd best be off. It's getting late." And with that she sauntered off down the hall.Linden continued on to his rooms, shaking his head. The things Lleld thought up ... And she had looked entirely too innocent as she'd walked away.When he entered his chambers, he found Varn, his servant, almost finished packing for him. Sirl must have sent word on.Varn looked up. "The boys are already asleep. They stayed up as long as they could to say good-bye, but ..." He smiled and shook his head."Tell them I'm sorry," Linden said. And he was; he was fond of his servant's twin sons.The golden-furred kir straightened up from closing the last buckle on a leather pack. "They'll miss their pillow fights," Varn said with a grin. "Though I should warn you that they've bribed Lleld to join them for the next great battle. Something about honey cakes, I think it was."Linden shook his head, laughing. "Have they now, the little hellions? And that explains where Lleld was. Thanks for the warning. Ah, well; I shouldn't be gone long.""You hope," Varn said as he eased Linden's small harp into its traveling case. 
Linden sat on the wide stone rail of the balcony. Behind him was the open door to his rooms, some ten of his long strides across the balcony floor. He looked out into the night, savoring the coolness, the spicy scent of the night-blooming callitha rising from the gardens below.Varn had gone home to wife and sons long ago. Now there was only one thing left to arrange before sleeping; Lleld's earlier comment had given him an idea. Closing his eyes, Linden made ready to "cast his call on the wind" as the Dragonlords said.He let his thoughts drift, seeking a particular mind. There came a faint stirring, an impression of the sea, the whisper of wind in canvas, a ship gently rocking. To his surprise he had to strain to keep the link; Otter was much farther away than Linden had thought he'd be.Then the link wavered on the edge of dissolving; the distance was just too great. Linden was about to abandon the attempt when he felt a sudden surge of power.What on--? Then he realized: his quarry was on board a ship. That burst of magical power must mean some merlings, the half-fish, half-human people of the seas, were nearby. They often followed ships for days at a time. Somehow their magic must be augmenting his own.He was not slow to take advantage of this bit of luck. Otter? he said.A wordless rush of delight, then, Linden? Linden, is that really you?Linden smiled. It is indeed, old friend. I'm leaving Dragonskeep in the morning. Quickly he told the bard all he knew. I'm flying there in dragon form. I thought we might journey together afterward I could come back for Shan and meet you wherever you are--or rather, are going to.Otter said, You're not taking Shan? Have you told him yet that you're leaving him behind? I wish I could see it when you do.Linden grimaced at the thought of how his Llysanyin stallion would take the news. I thought I'd wait until the morning. He'll probably bite me. Where are you bound for?Otter replied, Believe it or not, we're on our way to the great city of Casna, as well.There was a sly feel to Otter's mindvoice that Linden knew well. Someone was in for a teasing. Wondering who was the intended victim, he said, What are you doing at sea?For the past few months I've been visiting a kinsman who lives now in Thalnia. You might remember him--Redhawk, a wool trader. His son Raven's best friend is a trader-captain, one of the Erdon merchant family of Thalnia. I asked to go with her; I've an itch to travel again. She agreed to let me sail with her.Redhawk? Raven? Linden thought a moment. Ah! I remember them now, especially the little boy; red hair and a passion for horses.Otter's chuckle tickled in his mind.Little? The lad's now nearly as tall as you are! And still horse-mad, much to his father's despair. A pity he's not along; the two of you would get on well together.Linden nodded, forgetting as he always did that Otter couldn't see it; it felt as though the bard stood next to him. And why are you going to Casna?It happened to be the first northern port the Sea Mist is bound for. I'd planned to journey to Dragonskeep to drag you out of there and go traveling with me. Poor Maurynna; when she heard that, she was wild to come with me. Tried to talk her uncle, the head of their family, into letting her take a trading trip overland, but he was having none of that.Linden wondered who Maurynna was, then decided she must be the captain. And from the feel of Otter's mindvoice, he now knew who the intended victim was to be. Otter--what bit of mischief are you planning?Never you mind, boyo. Then, wistfully, Gods, but it's been a long time.Linden sighed. He'd forgotten how long the years were to truehumans. It was part of the magic of Dragonlords; to be caught out of time until the dragon half of their souls woke, years passing with the swiftness of days--both blessing and curse.He rubbed his temples; even with the aid of the merlings' magic, his head was beginning to ache. He said, Kief and Tarlna are coming, as well. A brief wave of sadness washed over him. He hoped Otter didn't feel it.Tarlna, eh? Aren't you the lucky one, Otter said. But Maurynnawill be delighted--three Dragonlords in Casna!Linden raised an eyebrow at that. Oh? was all he said, but he put a world of meaning into it. When will you make port?I'd guess in a few tendays or so, but I'm not certain. Perhaps sooner; we're making good time or so I'm told. We left Assantik two days ago, looking for something Maurynna calls the Great Current. Ah, Linden--may I ask you a favor?Here, then, was his answer. Of course. What?Would you mind if I introduced her to you? She'd be thrilled.Oh, gods. Another one looking for a Dragonlord as a lover's trophy, no doubt. He hoped she wasn't the sort to gush. Still, she was a friend of Otter's; he couldn't refuse. No--I don't mind.I should warn you right now that you're one of her heroes. She's always loved any story about Dragonlords--and about Bram and Rani and the Kelnethi War. This will be a dream come true for her. You're not only a Dragonlord, boyo--you're Bram's kinsman who fought alongside him and Rani.Linden cringed. This was going to be worse than usual.Kief and Tarlna. A moment's hesitation, then Otter said, I'm sorry, Linden; it will be hard for you, won't it?Linden bowed his head. Somehow, at Dragonskeep, although there were soultwinned couples all around him, he could ignore it. Whenever it became too much, he had friends he could escape to in the outlying villages or he could go riding in the mountains. But in Casna, the only people he would know would be Kief and Tarlna. And theirs was one of the closest bonds in the Keep. Being with them would be like having salt water constantly poured into a wound. Perhaps there would be someone in Casna to help him forget for a little while.He should have known the bard would catch that quick betrayal of loneliness before--and not have forgotten. He made light of it. Ah, well; at least I'm not the one tied to Tarlna.To lighten the mood again, he told Otter what Lleld had said earlier.The bard laughed. She said that, did she? Imp. You've enough to worry about with Tarlna; you don't need a wicked mage.The mage, Linden said, might even be preferable.The power that had been aiding his effort wavered; the group of merlings must be splitting up. Otter, I can't hold this link much longer.I understand. Shall I look for you at the palace when we make port? I'm known there; I played many times for Queen Desia.Yes, Linden replied. Good-bye. He let the contact fade, groaning a little at the ache that had settled behind his eyes. The scent of callitha blossoms returned, spicy and soothing. Afterward he sat watching the night sky for a long time. 
Nethuryn never knew who slipped the note under his door. Perhaps it was Joreda, who sometimes saw the truth in her fortune-telling sticks. But anonymous as it was, it had the ring of truth.The cold-eyed one sends his wolf for you.Nethuryn's hands shook as if with a palsy as he read it over and over. "Gods help me," the old mage pleaded in a whisper. He looked wildly about his comfortable lodgings.He knew who hunted him. And what they wanted. He even knew who the "wolf" would be."Mmmrow!" A black-and-white cat twined about his ankles, demanding attention. Annoyed when the customary pat didn't follow, the cat batted at the hem of the old man's robes.The tug brought Nethuryn back to himself. "Oh, Merro-lad, I'm sorry. We've been happy here for so long, but now ..." He swayed and caught himself on the back of a chair. "Now we have to run."But was there anywhere he could hide and not be found? Pelnar wasn't big enough to hide him, not from--Despairing, he sank to the floor. Perhaps he should just give up; he was old, useless, his magics nearly gone ...Merro jumped into his arms and purred in delight. Whatwill happen to Merro if you die? Nethuryn demanded of himself as the black-and-white head butted his shoulder.The old mage took a deep breath. "We shan't make it easy for him, eh, boy? No, he'll have to hunt for us, he will. Hunt us and ... and it."Setting the cat down, Nethuryn clambered stiffly to his feet and set to work.Copyright © 1998 by Joanne Bertin

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Last Dragonlord 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 50 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is, as some have said here, a love it or hate it title. I suspect those who hate it have a little more SF/F reading under their belt and are seeing a writing style that is very appropriate to the Young Adult section -- which seems to translate as "teenaged girls". Experienced readers will probably find the plot a little too easy -- in fact, a romance with a little dragon shapechanging and talking horses to spice it up more than anything else. That is okay if you are a teenager who likes romance novels, and there is nothing wrong with that. This may even be the best book of its kind. It's just that it is inappropriately filed in the SF/F section at the bookstore and that is bound to sour a lot of older readers when they feel duped. Thus my 3 star review.
Guest More than 1 year ago
this book was probably the best I've ever read. the characters, setting, history and pretty much everything in it puts Jordan and Goodkind to shame. The evil badguys are more realistic, they arent the stop at nothing all powerful evil incarnate brand of badguys but have morals and boundarys to a certain extent that shows that they are still human and not bent on world domination. The heroes are not the invincible supremely good goody to shoes that most heroes are in other stories. The book gives the right amount of romance, action, and court intrigue. all together it makes a fast paced, adrenalin pumping book.
Kerla More than 1 year ago
I read the second book about two years before I could get my hands on a copy of this and absolutely fell in love with the series and characters. I adore it and would recommend it to any fantasy book lover especially if you like dragons.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book puts a new twist to dragons and the world they live in. The characters are well thought out and make the book more vived. All and all i say this book is wonderful and should be read.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is wonderful. Especially if you like dragon books. The people are easy to relate to and the story line is enthralling!
Guest More than 1 year ago
i'm not an avid fantasy reader, in fact, ususally i tend to stray from the whole genre-to me it's a little overdone. my friend made me read this one, and i'm so glad that she did. The Last Dragonlord is by far one of the best novels i have ever read in my life. i'm nearly through my second time reading the novel and still i can't put it down. joanne bertin has created a masterpiece.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I picked this book up at the library, mainly because both parts were there, which is a rare find. Anyway, I wasn't expecting much from it but it totally blew my mind. It was extremely well written and moved at an amazing pace. It was so good I couldn't put it down. I managed to read it in a week, while caring for a new baby! I recommend it to absolutely everyone!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I picked up The Last Dragonlord because it came highly recommended by people who's tastes in fantasy I can generally trust, and I was disappointed. While it's certainly a decent first novel and better than many first novels I have read, it's not the fantastic, earth shattering work that I had been told it was. I found the plot predictable to the point of being totally boring, I developed a disliking for most of the main characters, and I found the villains to be more humorous than threatening. On a positive note, I must say that I thought the world was vivid, and the concept of the dragon-souls was fresh and quite interesting, though I dispair of the unoriginal terminology. I was expecting fireworks, and I got a couple of candles and a stiff draft. My recommendation? Don't bother buying it until you've read it. I know several of people who adore this book, and I know several more that can't stand it, so I must conclude it's very much a love it or hate it title.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I would have to say that this book was amazingly written. Bertin did a delightful job at bringing each and every one of her characters to life. This is one of my favorite kind of books. The kind that pull you into the story and make you want to jump into the book yourself. I read this book in about 6 hours it was so good! I haven't read the sequel but I'm sure it is as good as the first. Bertin can weave a magnificently entertaining and engrossing story.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I thoroughly enjoyed this book. I have always loved dragons, and this book adds a new twist to dragons with weredragons. The only thing I didn't like was the fact that I felt something was missing from the story. What bothers me is that the characters never really meet face to face with the antagonists, and you loose that sense of excitement and suspense when the final battle approaches because we don't know just how evil the villain is or just what he can do to the other characters. All in all, this is a good first book and I look foward to the continuation of the series. Good job!
Guest More than 1 year ago
It is an excellent book that has many good charachters and a great plot, the hero's are not flawless supermen, but still have that magical strength and intellegence, and the villians don't try to destroy the world and go totally insane.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I thoroughly enjoyed The Last Dragonlord. It was refreshing, exciting, and captivating. I raced through the book. I then read it again. I enjoyed it more the second time. I was amazed. I was glad to see a new take on dragons and people.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is an exelent book. Bertin has created a terrific story. The dragons are really friendly in this book.I just can't wait to read further adventures of this book.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This was a great, original story that I couldn't put down. I can't wait to read Dragon & Pheonix! I hope Bertin will keep up the good work.
GypsyKylara on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I recently reread this book, which I have been calling my favorite book since 8th grade. It is no longer my favorite book. Although the plot, the universe and the mythology are all pretty good, actually I also really like the characters, the character development, the premise, the concept, everything, there is one thing I don't like and that is the romance. It is too easy. There is a soultwin concept I like, but I think it should be more difficult to find your soultwin. Not, oops i randomly met a person I think is my soultwin. how will I ever find them again. Oh, 2 pages later i have found them. Hooray.I like the concept of weredragons and I think the idea was constructed very well. I found the intricate plot really interesting. I love all the little elements and how they manage to come together in the end. I read this book a crapton in my youth and I like how you can just see the different elements of plot clicking into place. The language and tone of this book just didn't draw me in Overall I liked plot and concept, it just wasn't written very well, especially the romance. And all the stories alluded to about all the characters' pasts would probably make a better book. This book is worth reading if you like dragons and have nothing else to read.
dustedrose on LibraryThing 20 days ago
A very well writen book with a unique dragon plot line.
macha on LibraryThing 20 days ago
this one was okay. standard setting, but some decent characters and a lot of different plotlines to manage. the dragon element was a bit different - two distinct characters sharing both their human and their dragon bodies - which has interesting possibilities not much touched on here. in short, a decent first book and a writer who may eventually mature to writing more complex and interesting stuff: but this one's a journeyman novel, so i won't recommend it.
LaserWraith on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I disliked the frequent POV changes.
humouress on LibraryThing 20 days ago
A fairly unusual premise, about were-dragons; people whose soul is twinned with a dragon's soul, and so they can shape change to their dragon form at will. As such, they live long lives, and the 'last dragonlord' is so-called because he has waited 6 centuries for his soultwin, who holds the other halves of his two souls. The dragonlords live apart from people, but are called in by certain kingdoms to arbitrate. The case in this story involves the regency of one of those kingdoms.I liked the book - there are elements of adventure, romance and suspense, and I'd like to get the next book (but my bookshop doesn't have it, and I realised this was published a while back)
Xeyra on LibraryThing 20 days ago
I wish I could have enjoyed this one as much as the ones before me but unfortunately I couldn't. I had lots of annoyances with this book, including the fact it was obviously a first novel attempt by someone whose writing wasn't very descriptive or lyrical or even all that interesting. Maybe I've been spoiled by reading other fantasy novels with lush and complex world-building, beautiful imagery and interesting plots and characters. The Last Dragonlord didn't really fit the bill on any of these aspects.My main problem with the book was the way the author chose to tell the story. It's basically all dialogue (spoken or not) and thoughts. I got tired of all the italics. There's very little description outside of actions. There's no time spent on developing the history or cultures portrayed, except by what you know when someone speaks about it (and thus there's unecessary exposition during dialogue). We know that there's certain conventions that makes anyone not born a Cassori noble apparently without any rank at all (and thus can be whipped by spoiled jealous brats without a blink) but we never really learn more about the culture aside from this and that there's some feud going on for the throne. The characters, outside of maybe Linden and Maurynna, are really only there to look pretty (or not) and don't do much but hover outside the real story, which hasn't got anything to do with the Cassori regency but about Linden and Maurynna and their 'bond'. Everything else is just thrown in without much complexity -- the evil guys are evil and sometimes rather dumb and the good guys drop in and out of the scene without doing much except unveil plot points from time to time. And speaking of characters, it surprised me how much I actually didn't like them. Maurynna striked me as childish and teeny-bopper-ish at the beginning with her Linden-crush and then rather tragically depressed after her involvement with him. I guess this is justifable because of the whole soul-twin thing, which would explain why being 'rejected' would bring about such depression.But the fact remains that nothing in this woman's character actually made me believe she could be captain of a ship and have the respect of her people. It seems to be implied at some point that her influential family may have had something to do with her assignment as captain of her own ship (and winning the bracelets that seem to mark one) but her behaviour didn't really make me understand why her crew trusted her to be a good captain. We never really see her interact with anyone but Linden, her cousins and Otter. Linden, well, he's supposed to be hundred of years old and member of a race of powerful beings who are thought upon to moderate debates, but neither he or his companions seemed all that wise. Despite that, both him and the little child prince's (I forget his name now, darn) interactions are probably my favorite parts in the book. What annoyed me the most were all the mind-spoken conversations. I love a good telepathy here and there but when every few pages you came across italics indicating such a convo in a book that is basically just talk with little description, you can see how that'd get annoying.Bertin has a problem in her writing. She has all her characters blah blah blahing about their plans and decisions and thoughts (and even when they're not blah blahing aloud, they're thinking or mind-speaking). There's very little mystery in her little court intrigue because you see the bad guys doing their bad things and their motivations and, really, nothing comes as a surprise. There's not slow progression in the story to the mystery of the Fraternity of Blood (which gets mentioned but never described in detail; I'd have loved to have learned more of Linden's past encounter with them but it only gets a mention here in there and nothing very detailed or descriptive). I guess the fact that there was no mystery in the intrigue was because, honestly, this was all thrown in to add more page
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I really enjoyed the characters and story.
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The characters were interesting and interacted well together. The story was an old one but with a few surprises along the way. All in all, it was a great read and left me looking forward to further adventures in the world the author created. Light but enjoyable reading.
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