- Daughter of the blood
- Heir to the shadows
- Queen of the darkness
Group read – FantasyFavorites
I am Tersa the Weaver, Tersa the Liar, Tersa the Fool.
When the Blood-Jeweled Lords and Ldies hold a banquet, I’m the entertainment that comes after the musicians have played and the lithesome girls and boys have danced and the Lords have drunk too much wine and demand to have their fortunes told.
I’m very much in two minds about this trilogy. One the one hand I read it all in the space of two days, and it is quite long at over 1200 pages. But on the other hand it read like fanfiction to me. And not very good fanfiction. Come to think about it, that may be the reason I read it so fast. The more I read, the more I saw Jaenelle as a Mary-Sue device and less as an actual character.
The prologue tells of Tersa’s prophecy, that a Queen will come who will lead the Blood back from the brink of all that is wrong, and the rest of the book details this Queen’s emergence.
But the writing never really makes Jaenelle come alive. She never felt real to me, and so I wasn’t all that engaged in her story. And while I vaguely enjoyed reading about some of the other characters, I never loved any of them. I could have grown quite fond of Surreal I think, if only because it is a great name to have, but we didn’t see enough of her. And what we did see was fairly clichéd. Actually, I think that was the problem throughout the trilogy. It was pretty predictable and easy to read, and the characters never really did anything that wasn’t stereotypical.
Still, the world Bishop created is fairly entertaining. Though why she felt the need to call the underworld Hell is beyond me. Nothing remotely hellish happened there. I’m equally at a loss to explain her choice of names, eg Daemon and Saetan. They seem to suggest that she wants to have the mystery and sexiness of the “dark side of the force”? but this is never really built on. Yes, sometimes it is mentioned that this character can be very, very bad, but it is all hints and the vaguest of mentions of what they might do. We never really read about real darkness.
Perhaps that was to maintain the mystery, or maybe Bishop figured that there it is darker if you use your own imagination, but she doesn’t hint enough to let the reader wander deeper on their own. Instead she merely says, such and such was in pain. A lot of pain. Very bad pain. She tells but doesn’t show, and doesn’t tell enough make up for the lack in description.
And then there was the repetition of certain phrases. People were constantly snarling. Daemon was constantly putting sliding his hands into his pockets. However, I am willing to allow that this was probably made worse by the fact that I read all three books without break. Still, you need to find more than one way to describe anger in someone’s voice and not simply repeat the snarling.
And yet I read it all. And I’d have to say it was entertaining, and readable, and gripping, in its own way. But I can’t recommend it to anyone.