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An account of an early White Prophet introduces “Ship of Dragons.” The chapter begins with Bee regaining consciousness as the Fool talks to her, the experience painful to her because of the number of potential futures he represents. The Fool reports to Bee about Perseverance, carefully avoiding mention of Fitz until he is pressed directly for it and relates his expectation that Fitz is dead. Bee rails at the assertion, but as she searches within herself for the touch of his magics, she begins to accept that her father is gone.

At length, the pair reach Lant, and the Fool urges more haste to escape. Lant bears Bee on his back, escaping the fortress of Clerres into the surrounding countryside, where they meet Spark again. The Fool relates their expected course of action: return to the Paragon and make for Buckkeep. Bee is told that she is an aunt, and Perseverance is collected. Escape continues, and the Fool muses on the arrogance of the Servants and relates the depth of the Skill-healing Fitz forced upon him. Bee finds herself relegated to being a child who must be protected, which chafes at her, and the matter of Prilkop’s whereabouts receives attention; he had fled, but to where was not marked.

The group reaches one of the Paragon‘s boats and are welcomed aboard. The boat reaches the liveship, and its passengers board. Bee is taken aback by the liveship but soon confers silently with the craft, exchanging news. The liveship begins to transform into the pair of dragons from whose cocoons it was made, and Per takes Bee to her cabin, leaving her to assess herself and her situation. She remarks what Fitz had brought with him to save her, sorrowing over some things and exulting in the presence of her books.

Bee’s reverie is cut off by an attack befalling the liveship. She reluctantly surrenders the Silver that had been promised to Paragon, noting the power it could have offered her, and Kennitsson relays it to the figurehead. As he, joined by the son of Brashen and Althea, does so, Bee, Per, and the Fool flee the ship. Swimming away, Bee sees the liveship assailed and burning, and as the ship sinks, two dragons rise from it and begin to go about the work of destroying those who assail them. Bee watches the dragons at their work with some satisfaction as those around her work to retrieve survivors.

The prefatory comments of the present chapter once again prompt attention. Although it is not explicitly stated, it is clear to me that Gerda and the people whom she serves are the forerunners of the Chyurda; the description of Cullena, her attitudes, and the people that spring from them seem very much in line with Kettricken’s people. Deszcz-Tryhubczak writes about them, and the texts of the Realm of the Elderlings corpus support such an assertion, with examples here, here, and here, among others. That the White Prophets are known among the Chyurda is itself such an indication; the “religion” is not known in the Six Duchies during the Farseer books, and if it receives attention in the Liveship Traders works, I do not recall it at the moment. The Chyurda are further removed, geographically, from Clerres than are Buck, Bingtown, or Jamaillia, yet they are aware of the “faith”; the easiest explanation is that there was some sort of mission from Clerres to the Mountain Kingdom, and the account of Gerda presented in the preface offers some confirmation thereof. It is likely a back-filling, part of an effort to connect and unify the Realm of the Elderlings novels across themselves (and one that is not always successful, I admit; see this and this), but it is something that, at least for me, works well enough.

In the chapter, proper, there is a lot going on, and it contrasts sharply with the remarkably brief chapter it follows. I have to wonder, in fact, if it might not have been better divided into two chapters, given the pivot of Bee in the cabin; she suddenly shifts from contemplation to flight as the attack on the Paragon gets underway. I can understand, in terms of structure, that that might not be advisable; the novel prior had largely worked to alternate chapters of narrative perspective. (That it does has some resonances that frustrate interpretations of the narrative’s relation, as I’ve gestured towards previously. If it is the case that the Farseer novels are Fitz’s papers written between the end of that series and the Tawny Man novels, and the Tawny Man novels are written between that series’ ending and the beginning of the Fitz and the Fool novels, when are the recollections and notes that comprise the Fitz and the Fool novels written, and by whom? The perspective of rereading and the foreshadowing at work even for a new reader suggest that the obvious answer is not the correct one.) Adding another Bee-centered chapter would disrupt that rhythm, even as it would also move the narrative toward being more Bee’s than Fitz’s, and that might not be the worst movement to make, given context.

And, to return for a bit to affective reading: I feel for Bee. Poor kid. As the father of a daughter, and one of whom I am quite proud, I know that the day will come when I leave her, whether I want it to be the case or not. I know that she will not be able to know me the way Bee knows her father; we are close at present (she will be a teenager relatively soon; I have some idea what’s coming), but even with that closeness, we do not share thoughts and emotions the way the Skill allows. I hope nonetheless to be and to have been such a father as will make my absence a sorrow to her, even as I want her not to mourn much at my passing–but I would not begrudge her satisfaction at the fall of those she believes undo me, if that should be what happens. It’s fantasy, for the most part, of course, but even in fantasy, there are things for which to strive in “real life.”

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Information about the Pocked Man legend in the Six Duchies prefaces “Touch.” The chapter begins with Fitz regaining consciousness as the Fool seeks him out, bearing Bee. The two confer about their situation, and Fitz assesses Bee’s condition through the Skill, finding her only stunned. He and the Fool fare far worse, and Fitz constrains the Fool to accept Skilled healing and to take Bee and flee. He and Nighteyes confer internally as he does so, and when that work is done, he starts to sink into welcome oblivion.

The prefatory comments of the present chapter call back to much earlier portions of the Realm of the Elderlings corpus, notably the early incidence of Forgings, Regal’s depredations on Buckkeep, and the death of Shrewd. The clear implication is that one or another of the members of Fitz’s group is being made parallel to that figure, and Fitz and Bee are the most likely candidates for being so (and in that order). The present chapter does not do much to reinforce that implication for them, however. Both are scarred, certainly, and Fitz has gotten to enjoy another encounter with Chade’s exploding powders, the very things that made him an image of the Pocked Man. Both Fitz and his younger daughter have been death-bringers in Clerres, but that has not been new to the present chapter. Why the image appears again when it does, then, does not swiftly become clear.

As I think on it, perhaps it serves as a counterpoint to Fitz’s brief prayer to Eda, made over the head of his younger daughter. It’s still uncommon for him to voice religious feeling, and Fitz remarks upon as much in the text, so the occurrence is marked. Given the repeated assertions that Eda and El coexist, there is some sense in presenting a figure tied to El in a chapter that features a rare prayer to Eda in its five-page span…but it still strikes me oddly.

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Complaints from Chade regarding the slow progress of research into the memory cubes retrieved from Aslevjal open “Surprises.” As the chapter, proper, begins, Fitz steels himself against the task presenting itself to him, Nighteyes offering wry comments within as Fitz make preparations to draw off and dissuade pursuit of Bee. Per and Spark join him, to his annoyance, and Spark makes some adjustments to his plans before helping Per to help Fitz away. Pursuit finds them and begins to engage but is caught in the trap Fitz and Spark had set up.

Fitz is slowly brought back to Bee, with whom he confers again as efforts to effect escape form Clerres continue. She glosses her treatment, and Fitz conveys what news he can before he dozes off. He wakes to find himself in communion with Bee and appreciative of her strength in the Skill. Work to effect escape continues, and there is more conversation among Fitz, Bee, and the Fool, turning to prophecies and Catalysts. Bee is attacked by a released prisoner, and the prisoner is killed, to Prilkop’s sorrow. Kill totals are wryly calculated, and Fitz finds himself unable to assist the escape efforts.

At length, an opening is made into a secret tunnel, and Perseverance and Bee proceed therein. Work to widen the opening continues, and Spark joins those moving ahead. As the opening is widened further, Fitz sends the rest ahead. The Fool rejoins him, and the pair proceed, only to be told that their situation worsens. Fitz determines to proceed onward, and he is spurred by an explosion behind him.

As often happens, the prefatory materials attract some attention. It is remarked at a number of points in the Tawny Man and Fitz and the Fool trilogies that Chade had been reckless in his study of the Skill once it was made open to him, in part because he had been denied it due to his bastardy, in part out of a desire to mitigate the damage age and his particular lifestyle had done to his body, and in part because he was prone to obsession, particularly as regarded the acquisition of knowledge. The second part is perhaps the most germane to the circumstances of the chapter; Fitz comments that his body is sapping its strength to heal his wounds, repeating a process that has been at work in him since he had been ineptly healed decades before. (Chade had soon after attempted such healing on himself, if with less error due to calmer circumstances.) There is a useful warning against rushing headlong into knowledge not fully explored in the example, even as Chade’s complaints betray an eagerness to thus rush–but he is not wrong that those with greater experience and breadth of knowledge might do better to accurately classify and identify materials than apprentices, who are by their very nature less informed than they might be. There is a tension in place, to be sure, and one that memory suggests Hobb treats elsewhere; I remember Fitz noting that not all knowledge should be written due to the perils of misunderstanding and misuse. I suppose it’s something of another scholarly someday, yet another in a growing litany of them.

I do find Fitz’s comments about his life as the Fool’s Catalyst a bit amusing. The quip that “Sometimes [the Fool] is very sure a dream will come true….And then I make it not true” (642) did get a laugh out of me as I sat at my desk rereading and typing. It’s an oversimplification of events, of course–Fitz often enough acts in such ways as ensure the Fool’s visions come to pass–but I can recognize a father’s attempt at levity with his daughter for what it is easily enough, and I appreciate it.

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A brief excerpt from Bee’s dream journals precedes “Confrontations.” The chapter opens with Bee exulting in the presence of her father and Perseverance, only to have her joy turn as Fitz bundles her up to take her to Vindeliar. She begins to persuade him that he is being ensorcelled and breaks form his grasp, taking his knife from his belt and, with the assistance of Perseverance, driving it into Vindeliar. Bee begins to succumb to Vindeliar’s magics, but Perseverance does not, and presses the attack on Vindeliar with particular vigor, killing him.

As Vindeliar dies, Fitz returns to himself and begins an assault on others of the Servants and their forces present in the room. Bee seizes on the opportunity to kill more of the Servants, joining the fight to some effect. Perseverance continues to protect her, and Fitz continues to fight, although he begins to incur injury. Capra and Fellowdy soon flee, their guards accompanying them, and Bee, Fitz, and the rest confer about events. Prilkop, who had been held near Vindeliar, is released, and Beloved attempts to make contact with Bee that she refuses. Both of the older White Prophets are taken aback by Bee’s actions, identifying her as the foretold Destroyer.

Plans for how to escape are discussed in haste, and Spark makes formal introduction of herself to Bee. Prilkop discusses the secret tunnel through which the Fool had been carried out of Clerres before, and Perseverance reports from reconnaissance that a search is ongoing. Fitz issues directives to the group and, setting his hand on Bee’s head, reflexively conveys to her his feelings about his life and hers. Nighteyes returns to Fitz from Bee and is changed by it in ways that Bee remarks, and Fitz sends the rest on ahead, although Per returns to him as the others flee.

The present chapter makes clear again that Perseverance is resistant to the Skill and to similar magics. I recall from long reading that Burrich was similarly resistant. I perceive in their common profession something of a subtle pun. Both of them work with horses, primarily (although both also find themselves devoted to Farseers)…as stablemen; insofar as both are resistant to the Skill and its uses, they are both stable men, as well. How intentional such a joke is, I cannot be sure, and intentionality is a poor judge of literary effect in any event; it is there, it amuses me, and that is enough of a reason for me to point it out.

Admittedly, the chapter itself does not admit of much humor. It does, however, follow up on some of the questions and implications of the previous chapter: Nighteyes as Wolf-Father is more than merely some echo that had lingered in Fitz from decades of a deep, magical bond. I am reminded of some old conference-work I’ve done, and I have to wonder if, like some of my other, more formal, work on Hobb, it might be worth revisiting the piece and expanding upon it with materials not available at the time I did the earlier writing. It might well be thought that I ought not to rack up many more scholarly somedays, given how many of them already wait for attention I do not know if I will ever offer, but, well, there are reasons I persisted in academe as long as I did. There are things about it I find congenial, even years away from it, even knowing that I have precious little if any place in it anymore.

Even if academe has no place for me (and, to be honest, if I have no real place for it in my life, however I might still dabble in paper-writing for myself and how much I can help others with their own work), I can still manage to come up with an idea or two and follow them out until they either make sense or get proven wrong. And I’m happy to help people do that with the works they love–because it really is love that got me into this and that has kept me doing it all this time.

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An excerpt from a letter from Chade to Fitz about Shrewd and the costs of necessary secrecy precedes “Smoke.” The chapter opens with Fitz reaching out to the Fool, thinking the latter dead. Fitz steels himself to leave his friend behind in search of his daughter and is surprised when the Fool lashes out, thinking that the Servants have come for him again. Fitz helps the Fool along, assisted by Lant, and receives report of events. Brief conference about how to proceed is taken, and the Fool offers guidance as to where Bee might be held.

The group finds its way into a torture chamber, Fitz aghast at its contents and implications as he searches among the present prisoners for his daughter. Progress is interrupted by a pair of guards who converse as they make a casual sweep of the area; after they have left, Fitz’s search for Bee continues, uncovering Prilkop. Fitz continues, moving with some caution against the alert status of Clerres, and he becomes aware of fire at work in the stronghold. Fitz and Perseverance charge ahead, the latter passing the former and claiming Bee.

As Fitz makes to begin exfiltration with Bee and his other companions, Wolf-Father rejoins him, making brief report. And in the moment of openness, Fitz begins to be suborned by Vindeliar’s magics, beguiled to take himself and the children to the Servants.

The present chapter offers some explanation for the presence of Wolf-Father with Bee, and I find myself easily able to imagine Nighteyes commenting that “This is pack.” The explanation carries some implications and raises some questions, of course:

• Is Nighteyes unique or rare among wolves in leaving not only an echo of himself in Fitz but a lingering spirit that has agency and can move from person to person? And if he is not, what does that say about the packs of wolves that exist in the world the Realm of the Elderlings inhabits? And what of other animals?
• To what else can such a spirit as Nighteyes is attach?
• What other spirits are at work in the Realm of the Elderlings? (The beings in the Skill that Fitz encounters from time to time, not only those of his Skill-using kin dead or gone into dragons, are some, but are they all.)
• Are spirit-like manifestations (eg, the apparitions stored in memory stone) merely echoes, or are they, too, potentially lingering sentiences that can “attach” to people and places with agency? (There is some suggestion of this in the interactions between Rapskal and Tellator, for example.)

Such things–and I make no claim that what I note above is exhaustive rather than a few minutes of not-too-deep thinking–are the kinds of things that send fandoms scrambling, I know, and might with some properties open space for other authors (and adaptors; I admit that my recent roleplaying work has me thinking in such ways) to write such that the holes are filled and implications traced out. Whether that is a good thing or not is a matter of perspective; Tolkien’s comments about bones and soup come to mind for one perspective, but my own completion- and lore-seeking self rapidly presents another. (I also acknowledge the existence of but do not care for at least one more: “Who cares?”) I point so much out not because I necessarily do want any of those gaps filled (or, more likely, patched over; I’ve seen how such things can go) but because they are useful reminders that such gaps do not detract from the quality of a work. Rather, they are necessary products of writing that reflects the messiness of reality; while there may be answers to all questions in the readerly world, none of us has all of them, so writing that strives for verisimilitude–such as Hobb’s–should also leave at least things open.

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Another prophecy, one seeming to summarize the Tawny Man trilogy, prefaces “Candles.” The chapter, proper, opens with Bee watching Motley depart and listening to her fellow captives. Conversation among them lapses, and Bee confers with Wolf-Father within. She contemplates what she knows and questions her own perceptions of reality, and she voices her beliefs aloud.

In the ensuing silence, Bee employs her skills and the tokens she has purloined to escape her cell and stalk through Clerres. Thinking of her mother and her mother’s determination, Bee douses the shelves of Clerres’s library with oil and prepares to set them aflame. Vindeliar’s magic touches her, and she uses the connection thus made to gain information, but her own intent is revealed. The library begins to ignite, and Bee rushes to set more fires. Once they are well stoked, Wolf-Father urges her to flee, and she does.

The prefatory materials for the chapter once again catch my attention, leaving me to note with some interest that the prophet cited reports dreaming twice of Fitz and the Fool victorious at Aslevjal and seven times of them failing. One might think that a more than one-in-five chance of success would prompt more effort to interdict than it appears to have received; Ilistore did not seem so well supplied from Clerres as she might have been. Admittedly, concerns of time factor into such reckonings; how long she had been on Aslevjal is not entirely clear, and it might well have been long. Still, it is striking that the Fool’s success was so little anticipated, given the odds implied.

As to Bee’s actions in the chapter: I am sympathetic to the underlying motivations. The library at Clerres has been used to perpetuate evil, on her and on the broader world she inhabits. It, as much as anything else, is the source of Clerres’s power. Undoing Clerres means undoing the library–and yet, being who I am, I wince at even the fictional depiction of book-burning, both because of the historical overtones and for other reasons I have addressed once or twice before. (It’s been a while since I’ve thought about those days. I wonder what it says about me that such is so.) But that I am uneasy does not mean it is poorly written or poorly done; indeed, the fact of the discomfort may be taken as a sign of the writing’s success.

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An excerpt from another dream journal precedes “A Way In,” which begins with Fitz and his companions waiting for Motley to return. They confer and watch the dwindling crowd uncertainly, marking the gossip they can make out. Perseverance sees Motley return, and the group hastens to take the bird back in. Fitz reaches for Motley through the Wit and is rebuked, but he receives Bee’s message and begins to formulate a plan.

Fitz and his companions begin to enact Fitz’s plan, reducing their carried burdens as they prepare to infiltrate Clerres via its sewage outlet. Under cover of darkness, they proceed, going quickly to the water and slowly thought it. Fitz offers yet one more chance for his companions to turn aside and is once again refused. They proceed up Clerres’s waste-release into the depths of its fortress, finding a body, a guard who soon becomes nothing more than another body, and the Fool, beaten and showing no signs of life.

The present chapter makes the note that Fitz “looked out at the sea and thought of El, the harsh god of those waters. I had seldom prayed, but that night I offered El both my prayers that he would spare those who accompanied me, and curses for him if he took them from me” (588). Veneration of El in the Six Duchies has been mentioned before, as might be expected, and I comment on it here and elsewhere. The comments made about said veneration earlier in the Realm of the Elderlings novels depict overt prayer to El as a dangerous thing to undertake; that Fitz does so here seems a combination of his desperation and yet more of the foreshadowing of which the Realm of the Elderlings novels make much. Given the looming end of the novel, and from the vantage of rereading, I think it both.

I’ll note in the present chapter also a crass joke at work: Fitz and his companions are going up Clerres’s ass to wreck the place. That they come in by way of an emptying sewer, one described more than once earlier in the series as discharging from a chamber that fills during the day and is evacuated at intervals by receding water, makes the jape clear; Clerres, something of a porcelain throne, acts as if it fills and flushes a toilet, voiding itself. And, well, if there is still medievalism at work in the Realm of the Elderlings at this point, a story of Edmund Ironside comes to mind as a possible reference, here. (For more of a stretch on that point, so does a similar story about Uesugi Kenshin.) Yes, it’s scatological. Yes, it’s puerile. Yes, it’s scurrilous. But none of that means it isn’t there, and none of that means the work cannot be of quality; even Shakespeare makes such jokes, after all, and Chaucer’s Miller’s Tale is little but such a joke. I think Hobb can get away with it once or twice if such company can.

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A missive from Nettle to Withywoods indicating her desires for the property precedes “The Butterfly Man.” The chapter, proper, begins with Capra leaving Bee in her cell once again. Bee and Prilkop confer about her prophetic visions, and Prilkop sorrows over her relative lack of tutelage before informing her about the Catalyst each Prophet has. To Bee’s dismay, Prilkop posits that Dwalia was her Catalyst; he also remarks on his own work as a Prophet and his interactions with Ilistore. Prilkop further urges Bee not to destroy Clerres as she well might, citing its historical archive as a treasure worth preserving and noting the many not directly concerned with the Servants who would nonetheless suffer for her ending the Servants’ reign.

As discussion between Bee and Prilkop continues, Bee inveighs against the Servants and their depredations upon her and her people. Prilkop urges her towards the greater good even so, and further conversation is interrupted by the arrival of Beloved, clad in the butterfly cloak and so largely hidden from sight. Capra soon arrives in search of Beloved, and he is captured. As he is exposed to view, Bee recognizes Beloved, and she watches as he stabs Capra twice before being beaten again. Capra issues orders regarding Beloved and Prilkop before losing consciousness, and the surrounding guards depart to enact them.

In the guards’ absence, Prilkop and Bee confer again. They are soon interrupted again, this time by Motley, who claims to have been sent by Perseverance. Wolf-Father urges Bee from within to give a message to the bird–“A way out is a way in”–which she does with uncertain hope.

The present chapter is another short one, some thirteen pages in the printing I’m rereading; the last was a scant nine. Narrative pacing appears to be accelerating, which is not unexpected (even without the advantage of rereading the text); the end of the novel and the series of which the novel is the last entry (at this time; there has been some mention that more may be coming, but the other extant Realm of the Elderlings material of which I’m aware seems all to be in the past from this point in milieu) approaches, so it makes sense that things would pick up speed. Rushing downhill, as Freytag’s model is often presented, does usually see faster movement near the end.

The present chapter also brings up the idea of the butterfly effect once again. One of the major themes that emerges from the Realm of the Elderlings corpus is that small actions matter. Little things matter, both in themselves and because they add up over time. Hobb expresses as much many ways across the novels, ways that can be traced and explicated (although I have yet to do so, another scholarly someday I hope I might be able to address at some point), and I find myself thinking that her doing so is another way in which she signals her alignment with the Tolkienian tradition of fantasy literature (despite her many divergences from it). The Professor makes much of the importance of little people doing little things to big effect, and while he’s hardly alone in doing so, his influence remains clear–although, again, Hobb ranges far afield from Middle-earth in the Realm of the Elderlings.

I’ll note, too, that Prilkop does make some valid points in his conversation with Bee. There is value in having access to a large historical archive, and there are people who would be affected by things happening to Clerres who have nothing directly to do with the evils Clerres has perpetrated. But it is also the case that the historical archive is not a neutral thing; its recorders have their biases and impose them, knowingly and not, into the records, and access to that archive is far from even. And it is also the case that those who have nothing directly to do with the evils of Clerres nonetheless benefit from them and do, if at some remove, contribute to them. There are degrees of culpability, of course, and there are legitimate questions to ask about how much must be removed to ensure the eradication of evil…but that the eradication is needed should not be one of them.

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Notes from Bee’s prophetic dreams precede “Barriers and a Black Banner,” which opens with Fitz taking one of the Paragon‘s boats uncomfortably, accompanied by Spark, Lant, and Perseverance, all disguised. After valediction from Brashen, Althea, and the crew, the party proceeds toward Clerres, with Spark noting along the way that Beloved has regained some vision and concealed knowledge of it to facilitate deceiving Fitz and the rest and absconding. Fitz is chastised by his inattention and voices it to the shock of those around him.

Ashore, Fitz and his companions proceed, discussing how they will go about their intended mission. They are joined by Motley, whom Fitz bids the group ignore as much as possible, and the odds of Beloved’s success are remarked upon. Fitz, recognizing possibilities of Beloved’s designs, again urges his companions to depart, and they again refuse. The group also finds the stronghold of the Servants closed to visitors due to Symphe’s death. Against the upset, Perseverance suggests sending Motley into the stronghold to reconnoiter, and the bird flies off, Fitz watching as long as he can.

As often happens, I am taken by the prefatory materials for the chapter. The referents in the dream–Bee for a bee, Fitz for a blue buck–are clear enough. So is the heft of the metaphor; a father’s life is certainly worth exchanging for his daughter’s (although reading affectively once again, I think the exchange imbalanced; my daughter’s is worth more than mine). The foreshadowing is also hardly opaque…although how much of that is my rereading the text and knowing what will come, I cannot say. (Of course, that ends up lining up with a lot of Hobb’s descriptions of the White Prophets’ works, predictions recognized as having come true only in retrospect…which makes for a lovely bit of metanarrative and invites consideration of predetermination…more reason to return to the work again and again.)

Also of note in the present chapter is Fitz’s note that “Spark startled when I uttered a short, foul word” (564). I hadn’t been looking in the Realm of the Elderlings novels for this kind of thing, so I haven’t done the work (ah, another scholarly someday!), but I don’t recall Hobb making much use of overt obscenity; that is, she and her characters don’t seem to cuss much. Some of that, I suppose, can be excused by significant parts of the texts centering on high-class folks in high-class situations where such language would be out of place–but even among the sailors she shows, a population nearly a byword for foul language in the readers’ world, there’s little to none. I’m not sure what to make of it, actually; on the one hand, not having a deckhand say something like “fuck” (which may well be the startling word, being both short and foul) would seem to abrogate verisimilitude, but on the other, if it escapes readerly attention easily, perhaps it’s not a point that “matters” much for it.

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An extended excerpt from Prilkop‘s writings, detailing his treatment by the Servants after his return to Clerres, precedes “Accusations.” The chapter begins with Bee waking in her cell from an unpleasant dream. She steels herself against Vindeliar and directs her energies towards healing before her captors arrive. After she is fed, she considers her deeds of the previous night until the remaining members of the Four arrive to extract her from her cell, betraying Vindeliar’s work upon them.

Bee listens as the three remaining confer about the death of one of their own and the possibility of her complicity therewith. One of them, Coultrie, is led away, and the other two, Capra and Fellowdy, confer about what Vindeliar has said. The implications of Symphe’s death begin to be discussed, and Bee watches as power shifts in Clerres before she is confined again.

The present chapter is remarkably brief, some eight pages in the printing I am rereading. I am again taken by the desire to get hold of a cohesive print-run of the Realm of the Elderlings novels and to simply count the pages in chapter to see if there is some pattern to be found among them. I am not sure there’s anything there to find, admittedly, but I have the sneaking suspicion that there is something, and I’d have to do the work to rule out anything in any event. Ah, to have such luxury! Alas that I do not and may well never again!

Brief though it is, the present chapter serves useful functions for the reader. It continues emphasizing the hubris of the Servants in Clerres and points out the irony of their overreliance on their interpretation of prophetic foreknowledge. That is, it reminds the reader that the Servants have blinded themselves to ideas not their own, and while it is the case that a person can only come up with certain things themselves, it need not be the case that a person disregard the ideas and understandings of others. The Servants do so, and they do so at their peril, both internally (as witness Vindeliar) and externally (as Fitz and company prove).

One idea does occur as I reread, though. Throughout the Realm of the Elderlings novels, the actions of the Prophets’ Catalysts tend towards eluding prognostication. If it is the case that Bee’s actions confound the Servants’ prophecies, the idea that she is, herself, a Catalyst…tantalizes.

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