Loose threads are tied off. Also, throuple.
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| Cover illustration by Alejandro Colucci |
This installation – the penultimate in the entire saga! – is the beginning of the wrapping-up. To be sure, there’s still a LOT of plot to get through when we reach the last page: little Bee is still lost, Fitz thinks she’s dead and is feeling pretty suicidal about it, and the Fool’s homeland of Clerres is about to get an almighty ass-kicking of a regime change, to be brought about by a (small) coalition of foreign powers.1 And yet there’s a lot going on here that feels like it’s gathering in the loose ends of a dozen books to tie them all off.
First, we have Fitz’s reintroduction at court in Buckkeep as himself. Remember, he’s spent most of his adult life pretending that Fitzchivalry Farseer, the Witted Bastard, actually did die in Evil Prince Regal’s dungeons way back in Royal Assassin. Fitz? What Fitz? No Fitz here, no no, just Tom Badgerlock, one-time man-at-arms to Lord Golden, mentor to King Dutiful, and now the sort of master-caretaker of the estate at Withywoods. Not the Lord of Withywoods, let’s be clear, because that was given to Burrich, and upon Burrich’s death inherited by Molly. Fitz then married Molly, but upon her death the estate went to Nettle. Fitz was never entitled to any part of it, and remains there solely on Molly’s sufferance.
Let me step aside here and mention how much I appreciated this detail about inheritance. It would be so easy to adopt a kind of knee-jerk assumption of male dominance in an otherwise entirely medieval-flavoured fantasy book, which would let Fitz remain the lord of Withywoods after Molly’s death. Or perhaps one of his stepsons might inherit the property. But no: Nettle is the oldest daughter, so Nettle inherits, which means that, as legal owner of Withywoods, she can kick Fitz out for any reason she pleases. And she’s not a jerk about it, but likewise she is willing to pull this string on him if it seems necessary. And when it comes to Bee, Nettle worries that it might be: Fitz is so paralysed by Molly’s death that she worries he is incapable of giving Nettle the care she needs. He does not want to give up custody of Bee to Nettle, and Nettle does not want to kick Fitz out of Withywoods, but if that’s the only way to force him to give her custody of Bee – even Fitz has the sense to recognize that he cannot look after a little girl if he has nowhere to live and no source of income – she will do it without hesitation.
It’s more of that same trend I mentioned noticing in the previous book: the travails that assail our characters are exactly the same troubles that we see in modern life. A custody battle over a child is brutally common in our own world, and the shape of that looming conflict in this book invokes the identical stress points: neglect, income, and where the child will live. And Nettle has the power to hold her own. Indeed, it was pretty clear that she was going to win that battle before the Clerres people came, rampaged through Withywoods, and stole Bee away. It sucks for Fitz, and we know from Bee’s perspective that she does not want to go away, but it’s really hard not to see Nettle’s point. When we’re invited to view this custody battle between them from modern eyes – which it’s hard not to do, given how familiar the shape of the custody battle is – it’s hard not to notice that Fitz is neglecting Bee. Also don’t forget that he’s the kind of guy that will stab to death a dying beggar in the street for giving his daughter a hug. This kind of murderous impetuosity is not the behaviour of a well-regulated father.
So: Nettle’s exercise of female power introduces a bit of modern social sensibility into the Six Duchies. It would be a bit of a break from how that society worked in previous books, except that we've been seeing social change happening from the top, first through Kettricken's years of ruling as Dutiful's regent, which started back in the Farseer trilogy, and then from the introduction Elliania as Queen, which we got in Tawny Man. Elliania, recall, comes from the strictly matriarchal society of the Outislands. So far, she’s only had sons – fine for the Six Duchies, who inherit by the male line, but catastrophic for her family line back home. She needs a female child, and there isn’t any prospect of her creating one out of her own body. But Nettle is a Farseer, a relative of Elliania’s husband2 and by extension now a member of her own family. And when Nettle becomes pregnant by her own lover, Elliania is thrilled! A possible female child borne into her line, to take up the responsibilities back in the Outislands! Except in order to take up those responsibilities, the child must be acknowledged as a Farseer, and for that to happen, Nettle must be acknowledged as a Farseer, and for that to happen, her relationship to Fitz must be acknowledged, which means Fitz can no longer be Tom Badgerlock, but must instead step into the light once more, and take up the role he has been denied for half a century.
So Elliania makes it happen, entirely on her own authority. It’s a lovely scene. Court is assembled, Starling is summoned, and she tells Fitz’s story, his true story. Starling, who chafed so bitterly at being forced to keep silent all those decades ago, when her dearest wish as a professional minstrel was to bear witness to one of the most historic events ever to occur in the Six Duchies, is finally invited before the entire court to reveal what she knows.
And thus the first loose thread is tied up. Fitz will not die in obscurity. Whatever happens in the next, last book, his story and identity are now known and acknowledged, his line will continue, and his life will be remembered for what he truly did, not the calumny that was the official story for half a century.
Of course, Hobb can’t give us any unalloyed joy, because on the heels of this celebration, news finally reaches Buckkeep about the raid on Withywoods and Bee’s abduction. But because Fitz is also finally learning to hold his goldang horses when it comes to tearing off in a rage to unleash some whoopass on people who have wronged him, he responds carefully. Methodically. He investigates. He asks questions. He gathers information. When the time comes to act fast, he springs into action – and indeed, the fact that he is only a couple of hours too late to intercept the kidnappers before they take Bee through a Skill portal is only bad luck. He almost made it. He is fast when he needs to be, and the rest of the time he makes the preparations that are needed. He has – dare I say it? – matured!
Not that this maturity does him much good, because he sees no sign of Bee on the other side of the portal, and so – in a bit of characteristic dumbassery (he does not grow out of that) – decides to forget all those hours and days and (in one case) weeks that he himself has lost in a Skill portal, and instead concludes immediately that Bee is lost forever. Dead. Gone. Alas! Nothing to do but join up with the Fool and bring vengeance marching down south to Clerres. It’s a great hook for Book 3.
But first, on the way there, he must tie up another loose thread. Remember the Rain Wild Chronicles? Remember the very new baby Elderling city of Kelsingra that was just coming to life with the return of the dragons? Remember Malta and Reyn’s baby boy who was so sickly and ill-formed and needed Tintaglia’s touch to fix his heart and let his body grow? The path to Clerres leads through Kelsingra, and so Fitz and the Fool take us on a brief tour of that city to show us how it’s getting on. It’s always fun to meet familiar characters through someone else’s eyes. We see a city with a nominal King and Queen of the Elderlings (Malta and Reyn) being run like a Bingtown Trader’s council, because that’s who Malta and Reyn are: traders. We see that sweet, dopey Rapskal has entirely lost that portion of himself, and is now an absolute asshole of a General who is – nevertheless – extremely good at his job.
And we see that baby Ephron, Malta and Reyn’s son, is a young man now, but still struggling with his health. All the Elderling children are. The whole city is struggling, because the physical changes wrought by dragons are not being properly overseen, and children are deformed and dying. Once upon a time, Elderlings could use the Skill. Once upon a time, the Skill was more widespread than just the Farseer line. Once upon a time, perhaps, the changes that dragons wrought in their Elderlings could be maintained, guided, adjusted, to mitigate the damage that would result from unsupervised changes. But now those lineages have split. Bingtown and Rain Wilders traders came from Jamaillia, not the Six Duchies, and had no tradition of the Skill. But they are the core of the reborn Elderlings, and they are suffering.
And then Fitz arrives. And he can heal their children. He can set right those meandering, damaging, wild changes that kill slowly and painfully. He – or the knowledge of Skill-healing that he can teach -- could be the salvation of Kelsingra. Another loose thread tied up!
I’d love to have a third loose end here, but I don’t just yet. Fitz teases us with the potential to bond to another animal with the Wit – a very nice horse and a raven are teased as potential partners – but can’t quite take the plunge. So for my third point here, I want to remark on parenthood. Fitz is constantly put in positions where he is almost but not quite a parent. Nettle is unmistakeably his child, but he never meets her until she has been claimed and raised by Burrich. Hod, the fosterling he takes in, could be an adoptive child to him, but actually Hod and Fitz’s relationship never does all that much in these books besides serve as a source of anxiety and responsibility. Dutiful, like Nettle, is the child of Fitz’s body, but there is never any hope of him being acknowledged as anything other than Verity’s son. And then we have Bee – lovely Bee, born the entirely legitimate, acknowledged daughter of Fitz and Molly.
Until, we learn here, that the Fool was somehow in on things too. Back at the end of Tawny Man, when Fitz and the Fool did their body swap, part of the Fool remained in Fitz, and so helped engender Bee.3
Poor Fitz. He just wants a kid to call his own. But when you are the Fool’s Catalyst, every relationship will always be some kind of a throuple.
1Yes, I know, all right? I know. But this is fantasy. ↩2The precise nature of the relationship is complicated. If we consider Dutiful to be the proper son of King Verity, who was occupying Fitz’s body during Dutiful’s conception, then Nettle would be Elliania’s first cousin once removed by marriage. However, if we consider Dutiful to be the proper son of Fitz, since it was Fitz’s body that conceived him, then Nettle is Elliania’s half-sister-in-law. ↩
3For those keeping track at home, that’s a full two third of Fitz’s biological children who are conceived during a magical body swap.↩
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Reference: Hobb, Robin. Fool's Quest [Del Ray, 2015].
CLARA COHEN lives in Scotland in a creaky old building with pipes for gas lighting still lurking under her floorboards. She is an experimental linguist by profession, and calligrapher and Islamic geometric artist by vocation. During figure skating season she does blather on a bit about figure skating. She is on Mastodon at wandering.shop/@ergative, and on Bluesky at https://bsky.app/profile/ergative-abs.bsky.social
