I have been perfectly happy with the fantasy element in the Outlander books I've read so far. Even the little sketch of Claire meeting Nessie did not made me raise my brows in the least. I just found it amusing.
Voyager was peppered with highly improbable events too readily explained as coincidence that still did not bothered me too much, and I managed rather easily to put my misgivings away to the point that they certainly did not interfere with my enjoyment of the book as a whole too much, so I have no idea why it is that I am drawing the line of what I am prepared to "believe" (or not!) in the Outlander universe here.
BECAUSE I'M DRAWING THE LINE.
I do not believe this.
Because, wait for it, Jamie speaks semi-fluent Hebrew!!!!!!!!
Ha!
And not only him, but we are asked to believe that Ian Murray speaks Hebrew too (Why? How? When? Not that this is a commonly spoken language among gentiles, anyway).
For some reason this bothered me tremendously and rather interfered with my enjoyment of this brief novella.
I am quite prepared to believe that this 18th century Scottish lad, who lives in the rather remote Highlands, is, besides his many other assets, well educated. After all, we are told (numerous times in this novella alone) that he has been to University in Paris (for how long, we've never known, but it could not have been more than a year or two, after all he tends to be quite busy being flogged by Jack Randall).
So the fact that he is well educated is even a huge part of his enormous charm. So he is fierce and very, very manly, but he is also tender, and always protective and caring, and hey, bonus, he can recite classic poems in your ear if the occasion calls for it.
So I can even believe that his French is flawless to the point that he can pass as a native. I can also be persuaded that he also speaks some German, reasonable Spanish, and that he learnt Latin and even Greek at University. That would be quite a feat in itself. But whatever. Fine. Ok. Possibly.
But in this novella he is 19. So I'm sorry. But NO.
I do not buy it that he also speaks Hebrew. This is taking credibility just a tad too far.
There. Tantrum over. But I deducted one star because of that alone, as it left my suspension of disbelief so taut, it almost broke. Yes, I am being mean. I don't care. My downgraded rating is a very small revenge against the total Outlander obsession I've developed that is consuming my waking hours.
In any case, it is Jamie!!!!!
Swoon.
So, totally worthy.
As a brief summary of what happens, and with no more spoilers than appear on the blurb, a young Jamie Fraser, even more the hothead than he ever was, has a crush on a beautiful Jewish wealthy girl he is commissioned to protect during an early stint as a mercenary. There is a lot of fighting, a lot of blood, rape and pillage all around them of course, lots of drinking in taverns and cellars, and lots of obscure words that I only survived because of the in-built kindle dictionary.
Ah, and he has just fled the vile Jack Randal in Fort Williams, so he spends the whole story with a sore and still unhealed back, poor darling. He also contemplates whether he should go to a brothel or not, but eventually decides he's got higher standards than that after all. Hooray for Jamie Fraser!!!! The book was quite good, really.
Bye. I'm off to start with Lord John Grey's stories now.