“Absolution came so easily in theater. A few lyrics and a murderer transformed into a dashing hero.”
You know how people are always saying “happy reading” whenever someone's starting a new book? I honesty kind of thought that was just a sweet little thing that people say to be polite. You know, like some kind of "Good morning, and in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night" deal. I guess that's why I never actually gave the sentiment all that much thought... that is, until I was reading this book, Master of Restless Shadows. Even though it’s pretty long and the story starts in an already lived-in fantasy world, chalk full of history and dynamic characters, I was never bored! I was like, "Oh yeah, I'm reading this, happily!" And every time I figured I’d sit down and read a chapter or two; I’d find myself losing hours. In fact, as I was flying through the pages at an alarming rate, I got increasingly excited to see what came next with every new story development. I know I'm literally just describing what it's like to read a good book, but as someone who's more of a “broad strokes,” concepts kind of guy, it's actually pretty rare that I manage to hang on to every word and every detail without any issues, let alone with a book that isn’t interested in holding your hand through its complicated lore. I mean, this is also because I've learned a bit too late that this is, like, the eighth book in a long-running series, but my point stands. I was never lost! And reading this was like opening a present every time I started it back up again! Ahh I see, "happy reading!" Don't mind me, the phrase is just going into my normal lexicon. Heads up, I’m seriously going to start throwing that around at every opportunity now! Otherwise, sometimes I get a little insecure because I feel like I’m always reading books from, like, four years ago. It can totally feel like I’m always a step behind, forever catching up. Like I’m missing out on all the hip, new releases! Then I find a gem like this one and the world rights itself again. A little dramatic, I know, but I have a lot of love for this book! It was just so wonderfully written, rich in detail, and full of tenderness and empathy. The story created here by Ginn Hale is nothing short of a masterpiece. It’s awe-inspiring. Incoming shade, but this book is like Game of Thrones… if Throne of Games had people of color and queer people that existed outside of cartoonish stereotypes. Or if women were allowed a semblance of agency besides that of “maternal instincts” and motherhood. Woah, where did all that come from? Leftover resentment sometimes seeps through, I guess. It kind of sucks that Game of Thrones is always my go-to frame of reference for political-type fantasy novels, but that’s kind of just how my mind works.
You know what? I can come up with a better comparison than that. I mean, I read a lot of fantasy, so I should be able to think of literally any other fantasy book that Master of Restless Shadows is similar to, right? Let’s end the cycle here (this resolve will not last)! Well, it seems like I don’t have one example of other stories with similar vibes… I have several! Seriously, I’m as surprised as you are. Some good ones are: The Thief of Peace by Jess Whitecroft, King of Scars by Leigh Bardugo, A Taste of Gold and Iron by Alexandra Rowland, A Strange and Stubborn Endurance by Foz Meadows, and I'm still reading it as of right now, but Luck in the Shadows by Lynn Flewelling is yet another hit in the list of number ones! Phew, all fantastic stories full of depth and wonder and most importantly, I loved all of them! Now that I’m out of breath with all that listing, I should probably talk a little about this book though. That’s why I’m here after all. Well, there’s not much for me to say in the way of criticism. No really, only love coming from over here in my corner. It’s perfectly crafted, and so refreshingly character driven that I didn’t even notice all the complicated, overarching plot-lines. This helped me a lot, because by the time I saw the pieces falling into place all I could do was whatever the real life equivalent of an exclamation point is. A gasp, I suppose. But that doesn’t sound as good, so I’ll say that this is a “!” kind of book. The way the narrative was handled was a welcome surprise because a lot of the times in the “realistic” fantasy books that have a million story threads and several different point-of-view characters, it can be overwhelming, to the point where we don't know what's going on... and then sometimes maybe even the author doesn't know either! That was Winds of Winter shade, by the way. Also, you can always tell when the "idea well" has run dry because every now and then a book will get to the point where it feels like several characters suddenly become omnipotent, always guessing at things and knowing information about each other that they really shouldn’t be privy to. All just to move the plot along quicker. That was Game of Thrones season 6-8 shade, by the way. This book, however, is patient and every conclusion and every discovery had throughout the story feels natural and earned, and even though there are four pov characters, I kept them straight in my head even though they certainly weren't ha ha. Everybody in this book is queer. Anyway, let me oversimplify things by breaking the characters down to their core traits, according to me:
• Narsi: Sexy doctor, cultural alienation vs. adventurous wanderlust. I love him.
• Atreau: Thirsty af, a sentimental trickster like Varric from Dragon Age. He's cool too.
• Ariz: Stoic, buff, enthralled by the Thorian and walks around like The Winter Soldier.
• Fedeles: Prince man, can’t control his shadow. Like, his shadow is literally a demon thing.
And after coming to this understanding, I didn't feel all that lost anymore! They were all great, but I did list them in terms of how much I enjoyed reading their chapters. Obviously, Narsi’s the best, but Atreau was especially entertaining because he puts on this entitled “rich boy” act around others as a smokescreen, because behind the scenes, he's actually amassing this huge spy network to keep tabs on the other nobles. And under this well-crafted façade, he’s surprisingly cutthroat and ruthless. Always planning on how best to use people to further his own agenda. But he’s also… really funny, because he literally can’t help but gush about Narsi at every single opportunity! Even when he isn’t present at that moment, you'd best believe that Atreau's there, showering him with adoring praise every couple of paragraphs. Watch out dude, people might think you actually have a heart. Mans was sprung for real. And I get it, you know? I’m pretty sure that I had a crush on him too. I think it’s actually pretty challenging to write a “charming” character and make them genuinely likable to the reader. Anytime I’m told a character is charming beforehand; I’m already gearing up to hate their ass. The problem for me is that most the time authors go really big with their personality and make them too loud, too obnoxious, and all-around too unpleasant, and by the time they realize nobody actually loves their “love-to-hate,” "charmed, I'm sure," character, instead of rectifying the problems, they usually just have side-characters look to the camera and assure the reader that, no, they really, really are a smooth operator, and call it a day! Tell, don’t show, that’s what I always say! And this, in my opinion, is where they really go wrong! They never let other characters dislike them because they're worried that the readers will in turn start to hate them, but then ironically, the fact that they're loved by all in the narrative is usually the reason why I hate them! It's a whole thing.
Anyway, Narsi was charming as hell and I love him. He has a quiet amusement and kind presence to him that permeates throughout the entire story. It’s telling that in a story full of spies, warriors, conniving nobles, and all kinds of magical creatures, it’s the humble physician that steals all the hearts and proves the most fun to follow along. Slight spoilers, but when he has a brush with death, it never once felt out of place that several characters go to him to pay their respects, despite having only been in the city for a couple days at best. There's no weird emotional dissonance like at (spoilers for Avengers: Endgame?) Tony Stark's funeral! Like, why the hell were The Guardians of the Galaxy there??? Anyway, Narsi serves (and he serves) as the glue that holds the whole thing together. Despite all the plotting and scheming, his grounded nature keeps the narrative from breaking at the seams. Because he’s the main focus, the story always feels beholden to something more tangible. Also, as someone who’s mixed race, I found his trying to find a home and acceptance in a strange land painfully real and incredibly compelling. The way Narsi has to navigate not just through all the political scheming, but also the invisible social constructs put upon him because of the color of his skin was instantly relatable. His sense of displacement is just so~oo real, you know? Sure, he's unfailingly polite and reserved, but how much of that is due to the fact that he literally has to be constantly hyperaware of his behavior around others in order to be accepted? That he owes his survival to always being "one of the good ones," forced to accept every dirty look in stride lest they react with violence… man, it's just soo~ooo real! Too real. He's basically become my favorite character from... anything, really. I guess this review kind of got derailed by my gushing... oops! Call me Atreau the way I'm smitten! Yeah, so… I loved this book! Oh yeah, and like I said, I didn’t realize that this was, like, the fifth book in a series! Thankfully I wasn’t too lost though (thanks to my amazing Sherlock deducing method, as seen all the way up there), and after finishing the next one, I’ll probably go back and binge read all of them! I’m only one book in and I honestly can’t get enough of this fantasy world that’s bursting with life and imagination. Happy reading!
In a strange land, with no plans / Surrounded by doors, yeah / I can’t find myself anymore / With foreign people, you’re my temple / I want things like they were before / But I don’t know myself anymore (Strange Land – NIKI & Phum Viphurit).
Woah, I read this book twice now:
I totally agree with whatever that guy said up there, but now here’s more! Just kidding, I won’t make this review any longer than it already is. But then again… I am bursting at the seams to gush about this book some more… so, who knows where this will go? All I’ll say on the matter is that this is still as wonderful as it was the first time I read it. It’s a perfect book, really. You know how people often say something like, “Oh, you’re about to read [blank]? I wish I could go back and read that book for the first time again!” and normally that never applies to me because my memory is bad enough to the point that every reread feels like reading something brand new… but that doesn’t apply here because I totally remember every word of every chapter in Master of Restless Shadows, and my love hasn’t dulled one bit. Every twist was twisting, every surprise still had me gasping, and every romantic monologue had me in a choke-hold. It really doesn’t get better than a reformed player falling head-over-heels over a genuinely good guy. Never! I don’t consider myself to be the most sentimental sort, but I guess my crush on Narsi is still going strong! I mean, I love all the characters in this book so much, but it's gotten to the point where I’m almost afraid to go back to the very first book in the series because Narsi won’t be there! I’ll spend every page being like, “Where’s Narsi!?!? Where’s my boy!?!?” I don’t know, it’s just so refreshing to read a book where the main source of conflict isn’t interpersonal relationship drama and the main couples actually like each other. In a world of “enemies-to-lovers,” I guess my favorite will always be the stories about people who love each other and enjoy each other’s company. It’s a novel thought, really.
Here for the nosedive, whatever you need / And I'm savin' all the bold lines, I'll say 'em while you sleep / You're sleepin' on the wrong side, and I'm turnin' endlessly / Screamin' for my lifeline, lifeline, life.