I’m done. Oh. A confession: I was reading the book slower than I could have. Yes, life happened. But I was also scared shitless of the ending, whatever is was going to be – because I know Dunnett by now, and because I didn’t want the series to end.

First, let me tell you about Dunnett character arcs. The characters climb, overcome, develop in amazing ways. Once they have climbed to a top of some kind, the author puts up a foot and kicks them from behind. You watch the flight down, gloriously rendered. Sometimes, unexpectedly, there is someone there to catch them. Sometimes there isn’t.

In this book Dunnett takes every cliche of a historical romance novel, dresses it up beautifully, then throws it in the reader’s face, laughing maniacally. It wasn’t at all what I expected, not after the emotional complexity of a very different kind in the previous books. This is what Dunnett is about, I suppose: subverting every expectation and breaking your heart in the process.

The above doesn’t mean that this novel is not complex – the intrigues, the court shenanigans, the adventures, the military campaigns are all great. And so is when the characters are being their own worst enemies. Yes, I am looking at you, Lymond, I have my shovel and I will not hesitate to use it.

Dunnett is so good at creating a rich tapestry. It is wonderful when viewed from a distance. And when you look closer, you find scenes and chapters that are pure genius. I loved: the assassins in the fog in Lyon; Lymond playing an apple-seller; the Antique Triumph staged for the heroes of Calais by the City Fathers of Paris – what a delicious disaster.

Lymond coming to terms with… everything is an interesting, emotional, and very bumpy journey. I have to say that his family’s closets must be very crowded. All those skeletons! Hear them snap their jaws at each other. Snappity-snap.

With Philippa, I’ve come a long way: from screaming “Philippa the brat!” at the book to “Go, Philippa, you’re awesome!” She is awesome in this book too – but a lot less so after dissolving into a love-sick sacrifice. I have a bone to pick with Dunnett for reducing her to trauma and a single emotion. Well, there is always this:

“Your self-esteem has had a lifetime of steady attention,” said Philippa abstractedly.

“You haven’t enough artillery, have you?”
“Against you or the Germans?” said Lymond.

“My dear man,” Philippa said. “It seems to me that you have no spirit left but the spirit of resentment.”

The melodrama, did I mention the melodrama? It’s intense. My dramameter broke. (Do I send the bill to the Dorothy Dunnett Society?) Dunnet’s writing makes it work. Amazingly, she also makes the soap opera events and reveals of the last chapters work. Satisfying, I tell you.

A few more favourite quotes, and I am almost done, without having said half of the things I want to say:

“You cannot love any one person adequately until you have made friends with the rest of the human race also. Adult love demands qualities which cannot be learned living in a vacuum of resentment.”

“If one believes in God, but has learned not to pray, one offers only, in silence, one’s apologies, and then asks the spirit to do what it can.”

“More than your death I fear mine; because you would be left here to mourn for me. More than your love I want peace for you; so better your need of me died, then it should become unendurable.”

And now I want to go back to the beginning and reread the whole thing!

This series is a milestone in my reading life :) ( )

I liked this conclusion to the Lymond Chronicles, which is filled with plenty of adventure and plot twists. I especially liked how the relationship between Francis and Philippa evolved throughout the book. I enjoyed seeing literary cameos of some of my favorite historical figures - Mary Queen of Scots, Elizabeth Tudor, Mary Tudor, Margaret Douglass, Mary of Guise, etc. Overall, this book and the entire series made for good reading and I appreciated the author's deep research into this fascinating era. ( )

The Lymond Chronicles 6 ( )

If Lymond serves the King of France for a year in his wars, his marriage will be annulled.

I don’t like absolutely every detail in Checkmate nor do I think it’s the most impressive of the series -- Maybe that honour goes to The Disorderly Knights? -- but, oh! how I loved it! It was so satisfying to get progress on -- and then, resolution to -- longstanding problems and mysteries. In particular, to get more answers regarding what is going on in Lymond’s head and his heart -- these books have mostly allows its protagonist to keep his distance and his secrets, and more often referred to him as “Lymond” than by his given- or family-name. But here there are conversations like the one in which Lymond says:
“[...] You asked me a question, and I think we have come to the place where I must answer it. For one thing, you are being hurt. And for another… as you see… I seem to be losing the knack of concealing things from you.’”

Which brings me to what I loved the most -- how this book tackles a growing romantic relationship between two intelligent people who challenge and respect and and complement and care about each other, even when they have understandable reasons for keeping their distance. And by “keeping their distance”, I mean planning to annul their marriage of convenience. Two people who have the potential to build an equal partnership.

This the longest audiobook I’ve ever listened to, at 29 hours. I love David Monteath’s narration but at some point during the final section, I switched to the ebook because I was so desperate to find out what happened.

There are a few points where I was like “DOROTHY HOW DARE YOU” -- although one event turned out to be not as terrible as it first appeared, and for another, I appreciated how sensitively Dunnett (and the characters involved) handled the aftermath of trauma, so these moments didn’t outweigh everything else I loved.

“It’s my turn to beg your pardon. I only wanted to assure you that I have nothing to tender but friendship. But if you want it, there is a great deal of that, going cheaply.”
He slowed, with the intention perhaps of confronting her. But on second thoughts he said only, “Then the cost should not be beyond me. The pledge, without Latreia or Douleia, is simple friendship?” He had begun once again to walk briskly.
Rousing herself: “The pledge,” said Philippa, tartly, “is friendship. Simplicity is not, you will agree, one of your prominent attributes.” ( )

Full review, complete with famous Sideshow Bob scene, over at my blog. ( )