When I first picked up Tim Willocks’ “The Twelve Children of Paris”, I had no idea that he had already written a novel with the main character, Mattias Tannhauser, featured. However, discovering that there was a 6 year gap between the two novels made me suspect they might be stand alone novels for the newcomer and because it sounded interesting, I figured I could get away with diving straight in. Whilst there are references to previous events and existing relationships between some of the characters, they don’t spoil the story here and this novel certainly stands alone well enough.
Mattias Tannhauser has returned from fighting overseas and is heading for Paris to meet his heavily pregnant wife, Carla, who has been invited to the Royal Wedding due to take place, as she is a talented musician and was due to provide entertainment. The wedding, between the Catholic King of France and his Huguenot bride, has not proved entirely popular and the murder of a highly placed Huguenot adviser to the King starts a massacre. Fighting his way through the city, Tannhauser finds that Carla has been murdered, along with the family she was staying with and grieves for her.
However, there are plots afoot that Tannhauser is not party to and it transpires that Carla has not been killed, but was instead spared by Grymonde, the feared Infant of Cockaigne. Determined to save her and his newborn daughter, Tannhauser marks a trail of blood through Paris to find not on his and Carla’s children, but also assists others along the way. As a Catholic knight, Tannhauser is a killer by training, but a decent enough man at heart, even as that heart is surrounded by darkness. Politics may hold sway in Paris, but Tannhauser will not let anything stand in the way of his family.
“The Twelve Children of Paris” is a fantastic novel, written with a visceral pleasure that suggests Willocks enjoys bathing in blood as much as Tannhauser. Every arrow that lands in flesh, every strike of a sword, every drop of blood, lands on the page. Some of the battles are written in gleeful detail which may turn the stomach of some, but which I loved. I’ve not seen fighting written with this amount of detail since Ben Kane’s writing and Willocks writes it in a very visual way such that you can almost picture the fighting in your mind.
Given that this is a long novel, if it were nothing but the fighting, it would quickly become repetitive and boring. But that never happens here, because Willocks weaves the stories of Carla and Tannhauser into the narrative very nicely and there are the political machinations to be explored, as well as Tannhauser’s growing relationship with the children he rescues along the way, as well as their growing relationship to each other. Carla’s bond with Grymonde’s mother, Alice, is explored in detail and is a highly touching relationship and the change in Estelle, who starts hating Carla but falls in love with her new daughter is incredibly touching.
Whilst the fighting is perhaps the best writing here, there are other moments of pure beauty here. Grymonde’s visions when he has been given opium to assist with some of his wounds are written with a beauty which is almost poetry in parts and for all the death, love shines through the pages in many parts. Willocks may write death and fighting best of all, but he is also in touch with the emotional impact of events and so fear, excitement, friendship and love also reach out from the page very strongly.
Willocks’ visceral writing style, which splashes blood on nearly every page, won’t appeal to everyone. However, if you can stomach the violence Tannhauser invites, causes and embraces, there are few who write it better. Although this is a very long novel, the constant action and layers of intrigue keep the pace high and it’s a very well-paced and incredibly readable novel. As a huge fan of horror novels, the dark and bloody focus here doesn’t concern me in the least and if this is indicative of Willocks’s work, I’ll certainly be seeking out more.