Reactions from the Realm: Fool’s Assassin, Chapters 6-10

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***Spoilers for Fool’s Assassin through chapter 10. Mentions of the events of The Farseer Trilogy, The Liveship Traders Trilogy, The Tawny Man Trilogy, and The Rain Wilds Chronicles are fair game, too.***

If Bee’s birth was a fulcrum in the story – a turning point that demanded a reaction – then certainly Molly’s death qualifies too.

Eda and El.

One may occasionally toss out hyperbole like, “this story is going to kill me.” I’m certain I glibly remarked somewhere along the way that Nighteyes’ death made me want to die.

But Molly’s death scene came close to actually accomplishing the job.

I have a knack for encountering the most emotionally devastating moments right before I plan to shut my eyes at night. But in this case, I was on the treadmill, chugging along at a hefty twelve-degree incline, as Molly abruptly collapsed and was gone.

When I tell you my throat was literally closing with grief as I read her death unfold…

How does Robin do it? Just like with Nighteyes, she’s been building to this the entire book. I said in my last post that I didn’t think Molly was long for this tale. And yet her death still managed to catch me completely off guard.

Maybe that’s partially because I was still reeling from having my entire world rocked by the shift into Bee’s POV. (I believe this is the first time we’ve left Fitz’s perspective in a Fitz-centered book.)

And if I thought experiencing Fitz’s reaction to Molly’s death would be difficult from his own perspective, I was not at all prepared for how heartbreaking it would be to witness it from someone else’s.

And Mistress Hobb – clever, clever woman that she is – makes sure we aren’t entirely bereft of Fitz’s thoughts through the ordeal. No, we still glimpse his mind through Bee’s Skill-link with him.

“All their lives she had remained that girl to him, that wondrous girl just a few years older than he was, but so worldly wise, so female to all that was so male in his life.”

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Reactions from the Realm: Fool’s Assassin, Prologue – Chapter 5

Return of the King

Alternate title: Good Golly Ms. Molly

***Spoilers for Fool’s Assassin through chapter 5. Mentions of the events of The Farseer Trilogy, The Liveship Traders Trilogy, The Tawny Man Trilogy, and The Rain Wilds Chronicles are fair game, too.***

Oh, hello there, friends. Not expecting to see me so soon? Well, we are back! And I can barely contain myself.

Quick peek behind the curtain: I had intended to read longer chunks of the story before pausing to react – maybe breaking the book into thirds. But here I am, a mere five chapters in, and I had to heed the call to write.

Sometimes I just know I’ve hit a turning point, a fulcrum in the story, and I strongly feel that now. We’ve had five chapters of catching up, visiting old characters, getting the lay of the land – both physically and politically. And after two years of Molly claiming pregnancy – and, by all rational interpretations, losing her mind rather than bearing a babe – she has given birth to her and Fitz’s tiny baby.

Holy shit. What did I just read?

So this felt like the moment to pause – process everything that’s happened as we step back into this world and Fitz’s mind – and gear up for wherever we are going from here.


Returning to a Fitz-focused trilogy feels a bit like reading in a different language. Or perhaps more accurately, returning to one’s mother tongue. A flood of familiarity- terms and characters I didn’t even realize I missed: “Forged”, Lady Patience being eccentric, Thick, Fitz being so fucking Fitzy…

The tone is so distinct. Both Hobb modes are good, but nothing quite hitz like Fitz.

I’m actually a little sad that this is the last time I will make this transition and have the experience of sinking back into the intimacy of Fitz’s POV. It’s a direct contrast to starting our southern sojourns, which feel novel and take time to settle into. This is a coming home.

So as we once joined Fitz in a façade of peace in his cabin with Hap, so too we find our boy (and yes, no matter how much he reminds us of his age, he will always be our boy) comfortable at Withywoods, living the seemingly content life he’s always sought.

And though that contentment isn’t false – his love of life with Molly is very real – the cracks in the façade start to show almost immediately.

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Reactions from the Realm: Blood of Dragons, Chapter 12 – Epilogue

Queens Gonna Queen

***Spoilers for The Rain Wilds Chronicles. Mentions of the events of The Farseer Trilogy, The Liveship Traders Trilogy, and The Tawny Man Trilogy are fair game, too.***

Well, I am gobsmacked. What a conclusion. The way all of the pieces fit together at the end to complete the puzzle Robin has been building throughout this series.

I know The Rain Wilds Chronicles often get labeled as the weakest of RotE. And it’s tough when you’re interrupting the Fitz-centered series and your competition is Tawny Man, Liveship Traders, et. al. But damn. It really cannot be overstated how excellent this series is. I mean, if the criteria is “slightly less good than the greatest stories ever written,” then sure.

And it’s such an essential part of the larger saga. I’ve spent a decent amount of time discussing how RWC expands the worldbuilding and lore, but it is absolutely mind-boggling to think where we started – with Fitz fucking around in Kelsingra back in the Farseer trilogy, memory stones activating while we had no clue what was going on – to where we are now.

Have I mentioned Robin Hobb is the GOAT? I’m truly in awe of the world she’s created.


So where to even start?

I’m going to the scene that took my breath away: Thymara and Rapskal (🥺) heading down the well.

To me, this was the culmination of our whole tale. The moment our dragons’ and Elderlings’ place in the world was finally secured – the age of dragons and Elderlings restored.

And there were so many threads throughout this story that led to the opening of the well. From the time spent establishing Rapskal’s immersion into the memory stones and surrender to the tale of Tellator and Amarinda, to the numerous moments Thymara insists she will never go down the well (talk about famous last words), all the way back to our very first scene with her in Trehaug- where we learn of her climbing prowress. This was her destiny all along.

And as she unlocks the seams, filling the well with Silver once again, she saves baby Phron, Tintaglia, and unlocks the key to Kelsingra’s future.

But this triumph is not without sacrifice.

And I have to say, in an ending full of joy and satisfaction, losing Rapskal to the memory of Tellator devastated me. He’s long been a favorite here at WWS. His endless optimism and goofy demeanor were such a welcome, necessary presence in an often heavy, slogging journey. He was a light in some of the darkest moments. A beacon of faith and hope.

And he gave himself entirely in the pursuit of knowledge and skills needed to restore the Elderling race.

Tellator mostly sucks, and it’s hard not to share Thymara’s detestation of him – we mourn Rapskal too! – but it’s difficult to deny his utility in rallying the Elderlings to their potential and unlocking the Silver.

And though it’s sad, it also feels narratively necessary in freeing Thymara’s heart fully to Tats. In the end, she doesn’t have to deny her love for Rapskal or choose between them. Her love for him remains, and ultimately becomes something shared with Tats, even as she moves forward knowing he’s gone to her as she knew him.

I don’t think his contributions can be overstated.

  • He alone had the enduring faith that the dragons would fly- and his dragon was the first to take to the skies.
  • He and Heeby survived the flood and found Kelsingra, ultimately shepherding the others there.
  • And he gave himself completely to learn what was necessary for the dragons and keepers to prosper.

He was brave and good. And I hope a glorious statue is raised in his honor.

Damn. I’m sad as hell.

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Reactions from the Realm: Blood of Dragons, Prologue – Chapter 11

Hi ho, Silver!

***Spoilers for The Rain Wilds Chronicles through chapter 11 of Blood of Dragons. Mentions of the events of The Farseer Trilogy, The Liveship Traders Trilogy, and The Tawny Man Trilogy are fair game, too.***

Friends, we are making the turn. I’ve reached roughly the halfway point of Blood of Dragons, so I’m pausing to reflect before the final push.

Quick blogger’s note: I’ve found recapping this series to be a bit more challenging than previous entries. I’m not sure if it’s me losing steam on this mission I’ve set for myself, or just the nature of this story. I keep feeling like a broken record when I sit down to reflect on plot progression, whereas with Fitz, I can wax indefinitely.

That doesn’t diminish my enjoyment, but I’m feeling ready to wrap this up and head back north.


I see two core threads to this series:

  1. the immense worldbuilding and expansion of lore
  2. abuse and power dynamics

Let’s get into them.


The Lore of the Realm

If nothing else, a Hobb enthusiast should appreciate just how much lore the Rain Wild Chronicles adds to our understanding of magic, dragons, and Elderlings. And this opening half of Blood of Dragons delivers some of the most significant reveals yet.

The biggie: Silver.

We’ve been dancing around this mysterious silver substance – familiar from Verity, Fitz, the Fool – throughout the series. But here, the discussion shifts from coded and ambiguous to explicit, as the dragons charge the keepers with finding the Silver well.

Carson and Sedric step out of their episode of House Hunters: Kelsingra, and find the well – yippee! – setting us up with front-row seats to see how it will be used in the back half of this story.

We learn that Silver is the key to Elderling magic.

Dragons naturally have trace amounts of Silver in their blood, but they are strengthened by supplementing it from external sources.

We’ve long known Silver’s tie to Skill magic – Verity’s arms, Fitz’s link to the Fool – but these reveals sent me back to earlier hints about Fitz’s connection to dragons and Elderlings. (I mean, c’mon – beauty and allure that potent don’t come from nowhere.)

There’s also a nice callback to the touch of Silver on Malta’s neck. Which is totallllly something I recalled and was extremely aware of. 🤥

So yes: Silver really is the key to it all.

“This is the Silver well, the whole reason Kelsingra was first built. Remember, a long time ago, you wondered why they’d built such a grand city here. What was the reason for it, what trade, what industry, what port anchored it? Why build a city for dragons in a place so chill and damp in the winters? Why did the Elderlings stay here? And here’s our answer. The Silver well. The secret heart of Kelsingra.”

“It’s dragon Silver. The source of all magic.”

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