I am all done reading the trilogy of books in this series that Scott so fondly loves. The books were written well, I’d put them somewhere between three and four stars out of five. The parts that I didn’t much care for were the pacing problems in the text, where the action comes in fits and starts, spasmodically. The background of Arthurian legend that the book rests upon is okay but the love triangle between Guinevere, Arthur, and Lancelot is rather annoying at first, but once established it evens out acceptably well.

The only other thing that I can really put my finger on, as to why I didn’t fall over myself about these books is the lack of setup for much of the book. Places with names that I don’t recognize or can’t put cognates to to keep in my head, the difference between Cader Sedat and Khath Meigol. Who and what the Paraiko are and why they are important, what skylore is and how magic is supposed to function in this fictive universe and the occasional god-drifts as godlings appear from pure deus ex machina to push the story along. You are just plunked down in the middle of Kay’s fictional creation without a map, a guide, or any way to connect common known things to what he’s trying to describe in his writings.

I was expected to feel something for the character of Cavall, but I just couldn’t emotionally connect with much of the characters in the book including Cavall. The only character I could really connect with was Dave Martinyuk’s father, in that I despised him.

The climax scene felt more accidental than momentous with game-changing details being uncovered in the narrative moments before and after the climax of the story comes and goes. While in the third volume of this series you note clearly that the author is running out of pages and hasn’t resolved the “big bad” yet, and I was worried that the resolution was going to be flimsy and cheap. That you can’t really do proper service to overcoming such a impressive villain in just a few pages. Kay takes the cake on this one, he deflates and disposes of the villain on one single page. Awesome cosmic villainy crumpled up and thrown into the trash basket, three-points!

I suppose if I was younger and still smitten with Arthurian legend this book would have read far differently. I cut the book a significant amount of slack because the general reviews are positively glowing and so I rate it higher than I feel I would if I wasn’t biased by the other reviews only because a shot-and-miss shouldn’t be a death knell for an authors work. It didn’t work for me, but three and a half stars because it might work for you. Without the other reviews I would have given it two stars and thrown the books with great force.

As I commented while reading, mocking Guinevere in these books “Oh Arthur! I love you! It’s so good that Lancelot isn’t here because then you’d be so much trash to kick to the curb. We are so lucky that I can settle with your minimal acceptability. — Oh! Look! It’s, uh, Lancelot. Hi there. {pose and moan}” LOL.