2/5
Possibly the biggest drop off in quality of a series that I’ve experienced. The Justice of Kings and The Tyranny of Faith are both two excellent books. The Justice of Kings in particular is one of my go to recommendations for modern fantasy. Both books are incredibly innovative. They are exceptionally written with brilliant characters, and a focus on something completely unique to fantasy. The third & final book in The Empire of the Wolf trilogy, The Trials of Empire, is nowhere even close to the previous two books in terms of quality, in my opinion.
The prologue to The Trials of Empire starts off wonderfully. It’s a conversation between two of the series star characters, Helena and Vonvalt, in which both debate what it means to deliver justice, and what justice actually is. The prologue is fantastic. It’s deep, it’s complex and it’s thought provoking. As I’m reading it, all I can think is right we’re cooking. It’s going to be a brilliant ending to what has so far shaped up to be one of the best modern fantasy series about. Then the prologue ends, and the book gradually, and ever so slowly starts to decline. The story begins to move away its core premise of upholding ancient law in a fantasy world. The debates on morality & justice between the characters starts to dissipate. Instead, the book begins to instead focus on the supernatural, it starts to become a quasi-horror story. Elements that were minor plot points, masterfully layered in the background of the previous books now come to the forefront and completely overtake the books story. Multiple new plot points are introduced to the story. New places, new events, new characters - all of which is given very little time to breathe or develop. It’s a convoluted mess. There’s just so much going on in such a short space it becomes so difficult to keep track of what’s going on; ultimately leading to me not caring what’s going on. Eventually, it just became so, so, SO boring. Sir Radomir often remarks how ridiculous all of the new developments are, and how he’s becoming sick of it - which perfectly captures how I began to feel about it all.
So many new characters are introduced to the narrative in the final book. Characters that weren’t even really players in book one, playing the most minuscule of roles suddenly show up in the final book as big players. Conversely one of the series main characters and one of its best, is sent away early in the book and isn’t seen for a large chunk of it. That particular decision I couldn’t wrap my head round. This series is at its strongest when the four main cast of characters, Vonvalt, Helena, Radomir and Dubine are together, rolling off each other. It felt like a golden quartet. They had an unprecedented amount of chemistry with each other. All four characters complimented each other perfectly, providing us with some top character work, as well as illuminating conversation and debates between them. This book is mostly devoid of that because outside of the prologue, the opening chapters of this book, and of course, due to obvious events from the end of the last book - the characters are all separated from each other. Even when Vonvalt and Helena are together, their scenes aren’t nearly as impactful because they’re bogged down by all the newly introduced characters and plot points.
Everything about the book that made the series so good just feels diluted here. Swan absolutely needed more books in this series to adequately wrap it up if he was set on introducing so much in this book. The series loses so much of its charm because of how this one went down. The books closing chapters, it’s epilogue as well as the final scenes between certain characters are written exceptionally well, on par with the books that came before but it’s too tittle too late as far as this book is concerned. I will never not recommend the first two books, they truly are excellent. At this point I think I’d have preferred the series ended as a duology with The Tyranny of Faith. Many may love this book and how the series wrapped up, but I don’t. I expected more and I was underwhelmed. It may not be the worst book I’ve read of 2024, but it’s definitely the most disappointing. If I could use one scene, one line to perfectly capture how I feel about this book, it would be the scene from The Godfather in which Vito Corleone looks at the corpse of Sonny and delivers the iconic “look how they massacred my boy.”