Here is the third volume in George R.R. Martin’s magnificent cycle of novels that includes A Game of Thrones and A Clash of Kings. Together, this series comprises a genuine masterpiece of modern fantasy, destined to stand as one of the great achievements of imaginative fiction.
Of the five contenders for power, one is dead, another in disfavor, and still the wars rage as alliances are made and broken. Joffrey sits on the Iron Throne, the uneasy ruler of of the Seven Kingdoms. His most bitter rival, Lord Stannis, stands defeated and disgraced, victim of the sorceress who holds him in her thrall. Young Robb still rules the North from the fortress of Riverrun. Meanwhile, making her way across a blood-drenched continent is the exiled queen, Daenerys, mistress of the only three dragons still left in the world. And as opposing forces maneuver for the final showdown, an army of barbaric wildlings arrives from the outermost limits of civilization, accompanied by a horde of mythical Others—a supernatural army of the living dead whose animated corpses are unstoppable. As the future of the land hangs in the balance, no one will rest until the Seven Kingdoms have exploded in a veritable storm of swords…
WARNING: This review will not contain spoilers from either of the two volumes, but may contain some spoilers from the previous two novels. Just a caution if you have neither read the books nor watched the show.
This book was so long that it had to be split into two volumes. However, considering they go under the same title, I will be reviewing them at the same time. These books (so far) are quite possibly my favourites from the series so far. They were filled with twists and turns, character deaths that made my heart bleed, and as always, an impeccable writing style which blew me away. This book also focused on the characters I liked the most (save Sansa, but I have come to the realization I will never like her… The way she used to fawn over Joffery, urgh). Here’s the ironic thing about reading the A Song of Ice and Fire series. They are so large, but when I’m reading them I hardly notice the length because there is always something happening; there is always some conflict, some tension, that will have your eyes glued to the pages. (And also? There are dragons. Dragons are awesome.)
These are heavily detailed novels, ones which build a world so vast, I often have to find myself looking at the maps provided at the beginning, and while that might bother some people — that is one of the things I love most about these books. The world feels real because there are so many details given, so many colourful characters that make up the world of Westeros; characters you will love . . . characters you will hate. *cough* Joffrey *cough*
Definitely a series I would recommend.