1998 gaslamp fantasy. Nicholas Valiarde is a nobleman turned thief,
obsessed by his revenge plan against the villainous Count Montesq. But
now someone who seems too powerful to be the common con-artist he
looks like is interfering with that…
This isn't exactly a sequel to The Element of Fire, but it's
set in the same world a hundred years later, and there are small joys
for the reader of both - like the Queen Ravenna Memorial, or the
significance of Nicholas's original family name. Not spotting them
won't compromise the enjoyment of this book, however.
He didn't want Montesq executed for a crime the man had actually
committed. That would ruin the whole point of the thing.
It's something of a classic caper team, with the mastermind
(Nicholas), the second in command (Lamane), the face (Madeline the
actress), the safecracker (Cusard), the heavy (Crack), and the backup
(Reynard the disgraced cavalry officer). They don't have a sorcerer,
though Nicholas is friendly with one who spends most of his time in
opium dreams, but neither does their opposition. Apparently.
"Everset used to be invited to court, but then there was that
gambling scandal with the son of the Viscount Rale, so he's a member
of the fringe at best, now. He's stark raving wealthy, though, which
keeps him in company."
So there are lots of midnight acrobatics and coach chases, cunning
schemes involving smoke bombs and someone to shout "anarchists!",
gradual uncovering of plots that have been festering for a decade or
more. And of course the titular necromancer, who seems bent both on
interfering with Nicholas's plots and on repeating the murders
commited by the infamous necromancer Constant Macob…
"The sooner this is over with the better," Reynard agreed. "I'm a
little confused as to how the Master Criminal of Ile-Rien ended up
hot on the trail of a petty confidence man and his friend the
murderer, and I was along from the first."
And to add to that – perhaps one thing too many? It could be, but
for me Wells manages to keep all the balls in the air – the Holmesian
Inspector Ronsarde and his sidekick Doctor Halle, on the trail of the
master criminal Donatien (Nicholas), but worryingly independent when
his superiors try to tell him what to think.
He wasn't grateful, he was homicidal. It wasn't enough that they
endanger his friends and servants, they had to attack his most
valued enemy as well.
The plot is perhaps slightly too slender a reed for all the
ornamentation and character development it's asked to bear, but
there's the same sense of fun and adventure that's in The Element of
Fire, and at the same time a setting that feels deep and historical.
Cusard gaped at her. "Since when do you know how to set a charge?"
"You're going to show me how before we go."
Cusard closed his eyes, apparently in silent prayer. "Oh, no."
I love it. This on its own justifies my determination to read all the
Wells I missed between The Element of Fire and Murderbot.
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