I have now finished four out of five Robin Hobb serieses. Look at me go!
Blood of Dragons was on the one hand extremely satisfying, because I feel that one of the stories she’s been telling has reached a natural conclusion. I now feel that I know the fate of dragons and the Elderlings, in this world. Of course there’s room to tell more stories if she wanted to, because isn’t there always? But I mean, in broad strokes, this ending has told a complete story.
On the other hand, some of the plot turns were not particularly satisfying at all, because there was no real sense of danger. Which is a very strange thing to say about Hobb, who in the past has been willing to do almost anything to destroy her characters. Example, and without wanting to go into specifics, but there’s a character who is in legitimate danger of death, except that a different character depends on the survival of the first character, and I could not for a second believe the second character was actually in danger, and so therefore, transitively…
At other times, I still felt the danger, so I’m not saying she’s lost the touch or that this was bad, exactly. It just… is not what I was expecting. And maybe one way to reset my expectations is to return to my prior point about how it was clearly the end of a storyline in the overarching tale, and maybe that should leave some room for expecting a happy ending.
But that’s just it. I want Fitz to have a happy ending in the next trilogy, whenever I read it, but I don’t want to feel like it’s a given. Then again, none of the relationships that were in danger felt safe at all, until they were fully resolved. And Fitz’s failures, at least after the first couple of books, were always mostly on the relationship side. So maybe I should stop worrying about not having to worry about.








