The Widow and the King

I've just finished reading 'The Widow and the King', a Christmas present from Leo and the sequel to a book we both enjoyed in the summer, 'The Cup of the World' by John Dickinson.

As in the first book, I was caught up in the dark storyline and the strength of the characterisation. There are no good guys or bad in this world, just individuals caught up in events bigger than themselves, whether they be enemies become friends, friends acting in foolishness, or the simply self-serving. The characters drive the story here, bringing real surprises. And this is no lightweight children's fantasy, there is death and betrayal aplenty, and some genuinely fearful moments.

The book's protagonist, the Prince Under the Sky is a chilling enemy and trickster, subtle and masterful. He brings treachery and despair, but is ultimately powerless to act without his servants. He acts to deceive, offering choices where none exist, and demanding a price for power. As Ambrose discovers, even the truth he tells is lies, lies...

What appears at the outset to be a simple fantasy novel, is full of memorable ideas and imagery - favourites in this sequel are 'the Doubting Moon' and the protecting ring of white stones. The novel is woven throughout with explicit themes of power and evil, Kingship and Law. I was also struck by the boy's all-too-real struggle with forgiveness and justice.

My favourite moment in the book comes towards the end. Ambrose has forgiven the traitor, to the surprise of all:

'What?' barked Aun. 'You're going to save him? Let him go?'
'Save him?' cried Ambrose. And he jabbed his finger at Aun as if to pin him against the courtyard wall. 'I'm saving you!'