All right, I'm going to finish this book in one post. I've already got another Let's Read planned...one that involves a novel that ought to be much more enjoyable (but whose author has, shall we day, very
dubious opinions).
We pick up a week after the fateful duel. Celaena is still walking with a limp, but she's already planning to go out on a shopping spree. And of course, she's sitting alone in her room, which means...
Her doorknob clicked and her heart leapt into her throat. Was it time to finally sign her contract with the king? But it wasn't Dorian or Nehemia, not even a page. The world stopped when Chaol entered instead.
KNOCK ON HER DOOR! KNOCK NEXT TIME!
They have a heart-to-heart about killing Cain, and his revelations about what happened to Celaena's parents. Remember, this is a YA fantasy, which means parents everywhere are dropping like flies. And then Dorian strolls into the room and ruins the moment:
Dorian faced her as Chaol left. But Celaena remained watching the door, even after Chaol had shut it behind him. "I don't think he's recovered well from killing Cain," Dorian said.
"Obviously," she snapped. Dorian raised his brows, and she sighed. "I'm sorry."
"You two looked like you were in the middle of . . . something," Dorian said cautiously.
"It's nothing. I just felt bad for him, is all."
"I wish he hadn't run off that quickly. I have some good news." Her stomach twisted. "My father stopped dragging his feet about drawing up your contract. You're to sign it in his council chamber tomorrow."
"You mean—you mean I'm officially the King's Champion?"
Once again, it's bizarre that Celaena has never once, as far as I can recall, come to the realisation that, at some point, she's going to have to choose between one of these dudes.
He moves to kiss her, but she tells him that they can't be together now that she's the king's champion. I mean, being close to the prince might mean he'll start put all sorts of ideas in her head about hastening the succession process a bit. Of course, the king REALLY should have thought of that BEFORE he let his underlings chose his champion for him.
He opened his mouth, but stopped as he beheld her smile. Though she had no regrets about her choice, she felt something strangely like disappointment when he said, "As you wish."
"But I'd like to remain your friend."
He put his hands in his pockets. "Always."
Welcome to the friendzone. Population: You.
Now we move on to Chapter 54, which begins with Chaol sitting in the dining room, brooding over the fact that he just killed a man. Given that he's a high-ranking member of militaristic, conquest-happy kingdom you'd think he'd be used to such things by now. At any rate, Celaena walks into the room reveals that she's ended things with Dorian.
We then cut Celaena as she visits Elena's ghost, who practically spells out the fact that Celaena is super-
speshul.
You could be different," Elena said quietly. "You could be great. Greater than me—than any of us."
Celaena opened her mouth, but no words came out.
Elena took a step toward her. "You could rattle the stars," she whispered. "You could do anything, if you only dared. And deep down, you know it, too. That's what scares you most."
She walked to Celaena, and it was all the assassin could do to keep from backing out of the tomb and running away. The queen's blazing, glacier-blue eyes were as ethereal as her lovely face. "You found and defeated the evil Cain was bringing into the world. And now you're the King's Champion. You did as I asked."
Celaena thanks her for saving her life doing the duel, and Elena departs with the words "Blood ties can't be broken."
Is anyone surprised?
Anyone at all?
All right, now on to chapter 55. THE LAST ONE!!!
It opens with Celaena approaching the titular throne of glass, preparing to sign the contract:
"You have come to sign your contract," the king said, and his voice made her bones splinter.
How can such a beastly man possess this sort of power over the world?
"Yes, Your Majesty," she said as submissively as possible, staring at the man's boots.
"Be my Champion, and you'll find yourself a free woman. Four years of service was the bargain you set with my son, though I cannot imagine why he felt the need to bargain with you," he said with a deadly glare in Dorian's direction. Dorian bit his lip, but said nothing.
She tells herself that, for the next four years, she'll do whatever terrible deeds the king requires, and then she can tell this whole shitty kingdom to piss off. Of course, something tells me that the king would probably find some way of keeping her around indefinitely if she proved to be particularly good at her job.
She dropped into a low bow, barely able to contain her joy. She had defeated him—she had sinned against his empire and now would emerge victorious. "Thank you for such an honor and gift, Your Majesty. I am your humble servant."
The king snorted. "Lying won't help you. Bring the contract forward." A councilman dutifully placed a piece of parchment on the table before her.
She stared at the quill and the blank line where her name was to go.
The king's eyes flashed, but she didn't bite. Just one sign of rebellion, one movement of aggression, and he'd hang her. "There will be no questioning on your part. When I tell you to do something, you will do it. I don't need to explain myself to you. And if you somehow are caught, you will deny any connection to me to your last breath. Is that clear?"
I love how he demands gratitude in an extremely imperious manner, and then when said gratitude is given he's all like, "You're a goddamn liar, you are."
To ensure her loyalty, the king tells her that if she "forgets" to return from one of her missions, he'll have her "friend" Chaol killed. And if she still doesn't come back, she'll then have Nehemia killed. Then he'll kill her brothers...and then her mother. Once again, we are reminded that this incredibly nuanced and complex character is, in fact, a bit of a twat.
Celaena signs the contract, and the king tells her to bugger off until she's called for. And then, at long last, the final paragraph:
With each step away from the chamber, the weight on her shoulders lifted. Chaol remained silent until they entered the stone castle, when he turned to her.
"Well, Champion," he said. He still wasn't wearing his sword.
"Yes, Captain?"
The corners of his mouth tugged upward. "Are you happy now?"
She didn't fight her own grin. "I may have just signed away my soul, but . . . yes. Or as happy as I can be."
"Celaena Sardothien, the King's Champion," he mused.
"What about it?"
"I like the sound of it," he said, shrugging. "Do you want to know what your first mission will be?"
She looked at his golden-brown eyes and all of the promises that lay within them, and linked her arm with his as she smiled. "Tell me tomorrow."
It's over...at long last it's OVER!
Now, I won't say that
Throne of Glass is the worst fantasy novel I've read (that honour goes to Robert Newcomb's
The Fifth Sorceress), but this book is...not good. Now, I will admit I'm probably not in its target audience (the author's books are extremely popular, so obviously they're appealing to SOMEONE), but there are two glaring flaws with this novel. The first is that it never establishes that Celaena is actually the badass assassin she claims she is. When a story continually builds up a character like, then the author is effectively writing IOUs to the reader. At some point those IOUs are going to come do, and if you can't actually make good on that promise then your readers are probably going to throw the book against the wall.
Furthermore, the protagonist of
Throne of Glass is...unlikable, to say the least. Now, unlikable protagonists can work if they're interesting, but Celaena is just a whining narcissist who doesn't seem to realise that
being a good assassin means not drawing attention to yourself. And that whole bit about finding a pile of candy on her bed and then scarfing it down without a thought was
really dumb of her.
The second major issue is pacing...this novel takes bloody
forever to get into the action, instead choosing to spin its wheels with an insipid love triangle. The supposed "contest of assassins" is largely glossed over, and it's not until the very end that
something actually happens!
Needless to say, I don't think I'll be reading any of the sequels.