Last Argument of Kings (First Law Series #3)

Last Argument of Kings (First Law Series #3)

by Joe Abercrombie


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The final novel in the First Law Trilogy by New York Times bestseller Joe Abercrombie.

Logen Ninefingers might only have one more fight in him — but it's going to be a big one. Battle rages across the North, the king of the Northmen still stands firm, and there's only one man who can stop him. His oldest friend, and his oldest enemy: it's time for the Bloody-Nine to come home.

With too many masters and too little time, Superior Glokta is fighting a different kind of war. A secret struggle in which no one is safe, and no one can be trusted. As his days with a sword are far behind him, it's fortunate that he's deadly with his remaining weapons: blackmail, threats, and torture.

Jezal dan Luthar has decided that winning glory is too painful an undertaking and turned his back on soldiering for a simple life with the woman he loves. But love can be painful too — and glory has a nasty habit of creeping up on a man when he least expects it.

The king of the Union lies on his deathbed, the peasants revolt, and the nobles scramble to steal his crown. No one believes that the shadow of war is about to fall across the heart of the Union. Only the First of the Magi can save the world, but there are risks. There is no risk more terrible, than to break the First Law...

First Law Trilogy
The Blade Itself
Before They Are Hanged
Last Argument of Kings

For more from Joe Abercrombie, check out:

Novels in the First Law world
Best Served Cold
The Heroes
Red Country

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780316387408
Publisher: Orbit
Publication date: 09/08/2015
Series: First Law Series , #3
Pages: 656
Sales rank: 22,732
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.10(h) x 1.80(d)

About the Author

Joe Abercrombie is the New York Times bestselling author of The Heroes, Best Served Cold, Red Country and the First Law trilogy: The Blade Itself, Before They Are Hanged, and Last Argument of Kings. He is a full time writer, and occasional freelance film editor, who lives in Bath, England with his wife and three children.

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By Joe Abercrombie
Prometheus Books
Copyright © 2008

Joe Abercrombie
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-59102-690-7


Superior Glokta stood in the hall, and waited. He stretched his twisted neck out to one side and then to the other, hearing the familiar clicks, feeling the familiar cords of pain stretching out through the tangled muscles between his shoulder-blades. Why do I do it, when it always hurts me? Why must we test the pain? Tongue the ulcer, rub the blister, pick the scab?

"Well?" he snapped.

The marble bust at the foot of the stairs offered only its silent contempt. And I get more than enough of that already. Glokta shuffled away, his useless foot scraping over the tiles behind him, the tapping of his cane echoing amongst the mouldings on the faraway ceiling.

When it came to the great noblemen on the Open Council, Lord Ingelstad, the owner of this oversized hall, was an undersized man indeed. The head of a family whose fortunes had declined with the passing years, whose wealth and influence had shrivelled to almost nothing. And the more shrivelled the man, the more swollen his pretensions must become. Why do they never realise? Small things only seem smaller in large spaces.

Somewhere in the shadows a clock vomited up a few sluggish chimes. Good and late already. The more shrivelled the man, the longer the wait on his pleasure. But I can be patient, when I must. I have no dazzling banquets, no ecstatic crowds, no beautiful women waiting breathlessly for my arrival, after all. Not any more. The Gurkish saw to that, in the darkness beneath the Emperor's prisons. He pressed his tongue into his empty gums and grunted as he shifted his leg, needles from it shooting up his back and making his eyelid flicker. I can be patient. The one good thing about every step being an ordeal. You soon learn how to tread carefully.

The door beside him opened sharply and Glokta snapped his head round, doing his best to hide a grimace as his neck bones crunched. Lord Ingelstad stood in the doorway: a big, fatherly man with a ruddy complexion. He offered up a friendly smile as he beckoned Glokta into the room. Quite as though this were a social call, and a welcome one at that.

"I must apologise for keeping you waiting, Superior. I have had so many visitors since I arrived in Adua, my head is in quite a spin!" Let us hope it doesn't spin right off. "So very many visitors!" Visitors with offers, no doubt. Offers for your vote. Offers for your help in choosing our next king. But my offer, I think, you will find painful to refuse. "Will you take wine, Superior?"

"No, my Lord, thank you." Glokta hobbled painfully over the threshold. "I will not stay long. I, too, have a great deal of business to attend to." Elections don't rig themselves, you know.

"Of course, of course. Please be seated." Ingelstad dropped happily into one of his chairs and gestured to another. It took Glokta a moment to get settled, lowering himself carefully, then shifting his hips until he discovered a position in which his back did not give him constant pain. "And what did you wish to discuss with me?"

"I have come on behalf of Arch Lector Sult. I hope you will not be offended if I am blunt, but his Eminence wants your vote."

The nobleman's heavy features twisted in feigned puzzlement. Very badly feigned, as it goes. "I am not sure that I understand. My vote on what issue?"

Glokta wiped some wet from beneath his leaking eye. Must we engage in such undignified dancing? You have not the build for it, and I have not the legs. "On the issue of who will next occupy the throne, Lord Ingelstad."

"Ah. That." Yes, that. Idiot. "Superior Glokta, I hope I will not disappoint you, or his Eminence, a man for whom I have nothing but the highest respect," and he bowed his head with an exaggerated show of humility, "when I say that I could not, in all good conscience, allow myself to be influenced in any one direction. I feel that I, and all the members of the Open Council, have been given a sacred trust. I am duty bound to vote for the man who seems to me to be the very finest candidate, from the many excellent men available." And he assumed a grin of the greatest self-satisfaction.

A fine speech. A village dunce might have even believed it. How often have I heard it, or its like, the past few weeks? Traditionally, the bargaining would come next. The discussion of how much, exactly, a sacred trust is worth. How much silver outweighs a good conscience. How much gold cuts through the bindings of duty. But I am not in a bargaining mood today.

Glokta raised his eyebrows very high, "I must congratulate you on a noble stand, Lord Ingelstad. If everyone had your character we would be living in a better world. A noble stand indeed ... especially when you have so much to lose. No less than everything, I suppose." He winced as he took his cane in one hand and rocked himself painfully forward towards the edge of the chair. "But I see you will not be swayed, and so I take my leave-"

"What can you refer to, Superior?" The nobleman's unease was written plainly across his plump face.

"Why, Lord Ingelstad, to your corrupt business dealings."

The ruddy cheeks had lost much of their glow. "There must be some mistake."

"Oh no, I assure you." Glokta slid the papers of confession from the inside pocket of his coat. "You are mentioned often in the confessions of senior Mercers, you see? Very often." And he held the crackling pages out so they both could see them. "Here you are referred to as-and not my choice of words, you understand-an 'accomplice.' Here as the 'prime beneficiary' of a most unsavoury smuggling operation. And here, you will note-and I almost blush to mention it-your name and the word 'treason' appear in close proximity."

Ingelstad sagged back into his chair and set his glass rattling down on the table beside him, a quantity of wine sloshing out onto the polished wood. Oh, we really should wipe that up. It could leave an awful stain, and some stains are impossible to remove.

"His Eminence," continued Glokta, "counting you as a friend, was able to keep your name out of the initial enquiries, for everybody's sake. He understands that you were merely trying to reverse the failing fortunes of your family, and is not without sympathy. If you were to disappoint him in this business of votes, however, his sympathy would be quickly exhausted. Do you take my meaning?" I feel that I have made it abundantly clear.

"I do," croaked Ingelstad.

"And the bonds of duty? Do they feel any looser, now?"

The nobleman swallowed, the flush quite vanished from his face. "I am eager to assist his Eminence in any way possible, of course, but ... the thing is-" What now? A desperate offer? A despairing bribe? An appeal to my conscience, even? "A representative of High Justice Marovia came to me yesterday. A man called Harlen Morrow. He made very similar representations ... and not dissimilar threats." Glokta frowned. Did he now? Marovia, and his little worm. Always just one step ahead, or just one step behind. But never far away. A shrill note crept into Ingelstad's voice. "What am I to do? I cannot support you both! I will leave Adua, Superior, and never return! I will ... I will abstain from voting-"

"You'll do no such fucking thing!" hissed Glokta. "You'll vote the way I tell you and Marovia be damned!" More prodding? Distasteful, but so be it. Are my hands not filthy to the elbow? Rummaging through another sewer or two will scarcely make the difference. He let his voice soften to an oily purr. "I observed your daughters in the park, yesterday." The nobleman's face lost its last vestige of colour. "Three young innocents on the very cusp of womanhood, dressed all in the height of fashion, and each one lovelier than the last. The youngest would be ... fifteen?"

"Thirteen," croaked Ingelstad.

"Ah." And Glokta let his lips curl back to display his toothless smile. "She blooms early. They have never before visited Adua, am I correct?"

"They have not," he nearly whispered.

"I thought not. Their excitement and delight as they toured the gardens of the Agriont were perfectly charming. I swear, they must have caught the eye of every eligible suitor in the capital." He allowed his smile slowly to fade. "It would break my heart, Lord Ingelstad, to see three such delicate creatures snatched suddenly away to one of Angland's harshest penal institutions. Places where beauty, and breeding, and a gentle disposition, attract an entirely different and far less enjoyable kind of attention." Glokta gave a carefully orchestrated shudder of dismay as he leaned slowly forward to whisper. "I would not wish that life on a dog. And all on account of the indiscretions of a father who had the means of reparation well within his grasp."

"But my daughters, they were not involved-"

"We are electing a new king! Everyone is involved!" Harsh, perhaps. But harsh times demand harsh actions. Glokta struggled to his feet, hand wobbling on his cane with the effort. "I will tell his Eminence that he can count on your vote."

Ingelstad collapsed, suddenly and completely. Like a stabbed wine-skin. His shoulders sagged, his face hung loose with horror and hopelessness. "But the High Justice ..." he whispered. "Have you no pity?"

Glokta could only shrug. "I did have. As a boy I was soft-hearted beyond the point of foolishness. I swear, I would cry at a fly caught in a spider's web." He grimaced at a brutal spasm through his leg as he turned for the door. "Constant pain has cured me of that."

It was an intimate little gathering. But the company hardly inspires warmth. Superior Goyle glared at Glokta from across the huge, round table in the huge, round office, his beady eyes staring from his bony face. And not with tender feelings, I rather think.

The attention of his Eminence the Arch Lector, the head of his Majesty's Inquisition, was fixed elsewhere. Pinned to the curving wall, taking up perhaps half of the entire chamber, were three hundred and twenty sheets of paper. One for every great heart on our noble Open Council. They crackled gently in the breeze from the great windows. Fluttering little papers for fluttering little votes. Each one was marked with a name. Lord this, Lord that, Lord someone of wherever. Big men and little men. Men whose opinions, on the whole, no one cared a damn for until Prince Raynault fell out of his bed and into his grave.

Many of the pages had a blob of coloured wax on their corner. Some had two, or even three. Allegiances. Which way will they vote? Blue for Lord Brock, red for Lord Isher, black for Marovia, white for Sult, and so on. All subject to change, of course, depending which way the wind blows them. Below were written lines of small, dense script. Too small for Glokta to read from where he was sitting, but he knew what they said. Wife was once a whore. Partial to young men. Drinks too much for his good. Murdered a servant in a rage. Gambling debts he cannot cover. Secrets. Rumours. Lies. The tools of this noble trade. Three hundred and twenty names, and just as many sordid little stories, each one to be picked at, and dug out, and jabbed our way. Politics. Truly, the work of the righteous.

So why do I do this? Why?

The Arch Lector had more pressing concerns. "Brock still leads," he murmured in a dour drone, staring at the shifting papers with his white gloved hands clasped behind his back. "He has some fifty votes, more or less certain." As certain as we can be in these uncertain times. "Isher is not far behind, with forty or more to his name. Skald has made some recent gains, as far as we can tell. An unexpectedly ruthless man. He has the Starikland delegation more or less in his hand, which gives him thirty votes, perhaps, and Barezin about the same. They are the four main contenders, as things stand."

But who knows? Perhaps the King will live another year, and by the time it comes to a vote we'll all have killed each other. Glokta had to stifle a grin at the thought. The Lords' Round heaped with richly-dressed corpses, every great nobleman in the Union and all twelve members of the Closed Council. Each stabbed in the back by the man beside. The ugly truth of government ...

"Did you speak to Heugen?" snapped Sult.

Goyle tossed his balding head and sneered at Glokta with seething annoyance. "Lord Heugen is still struggling under the delusion that he could be our next king, though he cannot certainly control more than a dozen chairs. He barely had time to hear our offer he was so busy scrabbling to coax out more votes. Perhaps in a week, or two, he will see reason. Then he might be encouraged to lean our way, but I wouldn't bet on it. More likely he'll throw in his lot with Isher. The two of them have always been close, I understand."

"Good for them," hissed Sult. "What about Ingelstad?"

Glokta stirred in his seat. "I presented him with your ultimatum in very blunt terms, your Eminence."

"Then we can count on his vote?"

How to put this? "I could not say so with absolute certainty. High Justice Marovia was able to make threats almost identical to our own, through his man Harlen Morrow."

"Morrow? Isn't he some lickspittle of Hoff's?"

"It would seem he has moved up in the world." Or down, depending on how you look at it.

"He could be taken care of." Goyle wore a most unsavoury expression. "Quite easily-"

"No!" snapped Sult. "Why is it, Goyle, that no sooner does a problem appear than you want to kill it! We must tread carefully for now, and show ourselves to be reasonable men, open to negotiation." He strode to the window, the bright sunlight glittering purple through the great stone on his ring of office. "Meanwhile the business of actually running the country is ignored. Taxes go uncollected. Crimes go unpunished. This bastard they call the Tanner, this demagogue, this traitor, speaks in public at village fairs, urging open rebellion! Daily now, peasants leave their farms and turn to banditry, perpetrating untold theft and damage. Chaos spreads, and we have not the resources to stamp it out. There are only two regiments of the King's Own left in Adua, scarcely enough to maintain order in the city. Who knows if one of our noble Lords will tire of waiting and decide to try and seize the crown prematurely? I would not put it past them!"

"Will the army return from the North soon?" asked Goyle.

"Unlikely. That oaf Marshal Burr has spent three months squatting outside Dunbrec, and given Bethod ample time to regroup beyond the Whiteflow. Who knows when he'll finally get the job done, if ever!" Months spent destroying our own fortress. It almost makes one wish we'd put less effort into building the place. "Twenty-five votes." The Arch Lector scowled at the crackling papers.

"Twenty-five, and Marovia has eighteen? We're scarcely making progress! For every vote we gain we lose one somewhere else!"

Goyle leaned forwards in his chair. "Perhaps, your Eminence, the time has come to call again on our friend at the University-"

The Arch Lector hissed furiously, and Goyle snapped his mouth shut. Glokta looked out the great window, pretending that he had heard nothing out of the ordinary. The six crumbling spires of the University dominated the view. But what help could anyone possibly find there? Amongst the decay, and the dust, from those old idiots of Adepti?

Sult did not give him long to consider it. "I will speak to Heugen myself." And he jabbed one of the papers with a finger. "Goyle, write to Lord Governor Meed and try to elicit his support. Glokta, arrange an interview with Lord Wetterlant. He has yet to declare himself one way or the other. Get out there, the pair of you." Sult turned from his sheets full of secrets and fixed on Glokta with his hard blue eyes. "Get out there and get ... me ... votes!"


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Last Argument of Kings (First Law Series #3) 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 73 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
With war on two fronts, the Union is in jeopardy from the south come the violent Gurkish horde while from the north the even more brutal Northmen continue their invasion. However, the real virus to survival resides inside the capital, Adua where sedition and betrayal are rampant and the king is apparently dying.--------- Loaded down with guilt and doubt berserker Logen Ninefingers knows he must go home to fight his dearest friend but now enemy King Bethod of the Northmen. Drained to the bone from the constant fighting and sending good people to their deaths Union officer Colonel West wants out but prepares for one last battle in the North where he gains allies from questionable sources. Jezal dan Luthar no longer yearns for glory and adventure as he has tasted how bitter that is, but may be too late to settle down with his beloved. Superior Glokta uses his greatest weapon that of torture and its threat to obtain acquiesence from the Union leaders. Finally amazon warrior Ferro seeks revenge and is not concerned about collateral damage to her so-called allies. In this mix, the mage Bayaz has returned to the Union, but as friend or foe iis hard to tell. Together they may be able to repel the enemies, but this team has always at best been dysfunctional when they are not fighting one another.-------------- The aptly titled LAST ARGUMENTS OF KINGS may be the best final book to a fantasy trilogy I have read in years. The exhilarating story line hits on all notes as the major threads from THE BLADE ITSELF and WHEN THEY WERE HANGED are resolved in a reasonable manner with the key ensemble cast remaining true to their respective essences. Joe Abercrombie is at his brilliant best with this excellent powerful climax that entertains throughout yet has readers pondering the implications of how far do you go when the debate turns to using the taboo First law of magic.------- Harriet Klausner
think4yerslf More than 1 year ago
OK, you know the joke: "When Bruce Banner gets mad he turns into the Hulk, when the Hulk gets mad, he turns into Chuck Norris." Well, I can tell you after reading this book from Joe Abercrombie you will say that "when Chuck Norris gets mad, he turns into The Bloody Nine"! While the audience here is definitely for adults only, this series will appeal to anyone attracted to furious action, vivid medieval combat, and political intrigue. Awesome, page turner of a book that is impossible to put down!
denverbroncosgirl More than 1 year ago
I absolutely LOVED this series! It will definitely go on my favs shelf. It took me awhile to read this book. It was a bit longer than the first two but I savored every word. What a fantastic talented author. I'll buy every book he ever writes. I always have a book I am reading. What I mean to say is that as soon as I finish one book, I immediately start another. I'm sure I will shortly, but right now, I'm just sitting here thinking about The First Law world & it's characters...just not quite ready to let them go yet. I'll always remember them, but as soon as I start another book, that's the world I'll be in. I'm actually a bit bummed that this series is over. The only thing negative I can say about the series is that it ended quite abruptly. It really didn't seem like the end of a book. There needs to be a fourth book! One could always hope.
DomiJR More than 1 year ago
I immensely enjoyed the 1st 2 books in Joe Abercrombie's series, but as I began to read the 3rd book I had an inkling that changes were coming about that I would not be happy with. The book itself is excellently written and is as captivating, if not more so, than the first two in the First Law series, however much like a movie with a bad ending can ruin an otherwise excellent experience I was left feeling disappointed with this series. There seemed to be too much cynicism without any hope for the human spirit to prevail. Free will and choice are shown to be illusions and instead you are left feeling that everyone is merely a puppet on someone else's strings. I still feel the book and series are worth the read, but don't hold your breath for an ending that leaves you wanting a continuation of the series.
brjunkie More than 1 year ago
The First Law trilogy is true of the saying; it's not the destination, but the journey that is the reward. All three books were so equally fantastic, that I found myself not wanting it to end. I read book three in the trilogy slowly, to savor every delicious morsel. I can't wait for what Joe Abercrombie writes next! Logen Ninefingers says to himself, "I'm still alive", again and again. Unfortunately for him it is true. He tries to convince himself that he wants to be a better person, but he isn't able to leave the Bloody Nine behind. The Bloody Nine is a part of him. But, his next biggest challenge is not only trying to defeat Bethod, King of the Northmen, but his champion, The Feared! Superior Glokta is by far my favorite character in this entire trilogy! There is nothing about him that I did not like. Now Glokta is truly stuck, because his master the bank of Valint and Balk, and his master Arch Lector Sulk, are in direct conflict of each other. He doesn't know quite what he should do, because either choice will find his corpse floating in the water. Although he welcomes death to put him out of his misery, he doesn't want to die. Glokta will find his friends to be traitors, love and companionship, and the mystery behind Valint and Balk!Jezal dan Luthar is a wimpy little weasel of a man. Naturally, he has no clue on how to be king, but demands everyone to treat him as royalty. Not even his new wife Terez can stand him. But, with the help of the First of the Magi, Bayaz, and the Closed Council, he may accidentally be able to not only rule, but become one of the first great kings in the golden age!
vwhis More than 1 year ago
I thoroughly enjoyed this series. All three of the books were very well written, interesting and entertaing. I would have hoped for another but a story must end sometime. I will reread this series sometime in the future and it is a part of my permanent library. Kudos to the author and I will watch for more of his books..(hope there will be more).
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great writing, lots of action, and closure. All things that I want when I'm reading the final book of a series.
Anonymous 5 months ago
There is a depth and intensity to Abercrombie's writing that just kept me turning pages. Incredible character development. And he examines and explores questions such as the nature of evil in such a dark and unrelenting manner that upon finishing the series I was left depressed and yet hoping that he will continue this dark, complex, hard, and violent world. Bravo, Joe!
Peter Donnelly More than 1 year ago
The Last Argument of Kings is a great ending to a superb fantasy trilogy. Don’t think this fantasy as light and ethereal – no, think dark, brutal and bloody. There are battles and battles and battles to be fought, and the most crucial is between Logen Ninefingers and his old friend come-enemy Bethod in the North. This is just a wonderful trilogy that provides everything you need for a breathtaking page-turner. Great characters, a world of intrigue, battling nations, supernatural influences, enthralling landscape, entertaining dialogue, humour and the band of warriors including Logan Ninefingers, Ferro and Jezel, led by Bayaz, the First of the Magi. The characters are highly capable in battle but also vulnerable, they make good decisions and bad, and they inflict damage and suffer pain. The writing style is a perfect pace and balance for the adventurous plot and the descriptive content with the characters and landscape. There are a lot of parallels to Game of Thrones but it does have its own place. I would highly recommend the trilogy and the entertainment through each book is tremendous.
crazybatcow on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I really shouldn't like Glokta as much as I do. Really. And, I have to admit that from the very start of this book, I wanted him and Ardee to get together... even while knowing the whole thing is completely inappropriate, but still... This is a nasty little book... nasty nasty... and a fantastic wrap up of the trilogy. Everyone is neatly squared away at the end (yeah, okay, not so neatly in some cases, but anyway.) Some horrible twists, some intriguing plot turns...Lots of blood and death and gore and a lot of time spent inside Glokta's head (which I quite liked)... and most of the characters did not come away with a "happy ending" even if the over-arching story did... sorta...I thoroughly enjoyed this series (even with its length) and particularly liked how "right" and "wrong" were sort of up in the air a lot of the time... the author didn't try to tell us what the moral should be, or if there are even supposed to be any morals. And if you don't like that, you can suck on your sour toothless gums.
cherrymischievous on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The author's "voice" feel and read smooth. The world building and character development is masterful. The character development is so good that they feel like old friends at this point. And then the ending broke my heart! It is "not really" a ¿happily-ever-after¿ (HEA). Those characters that the author is so good at creating? Some of them did not have a HEA. But on the other side of the coin, maybe I got so heartbroken because the author is so good at weaving the story that I felt it deeply. Gotta give the author a lot of kudos for that! It gives you pause to wonder though if some of the ¿good guys¿ might not really be good and some of the ¿bad guys¿ might not really be bad. The whole trilogy is just a long sad tale where I couldn't find much of a meaning to the heros' struggles. Is it even a fight of good versus evil? So at the end of it, what were all their struggles for? All their trials? All their hardships? For what? The answers to those questions were not very satisfying to me as a reader. I also find the writing style using multiple threads to be slow going, annoying and feels discordant to read. So despite the masterful author¿s ¿voice¿, I don¿t think I would be buying anymore work by this author.Final Say: Joe Abercrombie has a very compelling author's voice, I just wish he'd improve on his writing style and endings.
Tyllwin on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
In this third, and tightest, book of The First Law things come back together for a high-stakes conclusion. And, in my opinion, an excellent ending, that others could take a lesson from. Without spoilers, I'll say only that I think it's rare to find an ending that seems to stem so naturally from the events and personalities that have gone before it.
amf0001 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
So, you have to be practical (as Logan would say) but I couldn't... I had to stay up to 3 am to finish this book. This was a great end to an exciting series and lifted the work to a whole new level. Exciting and entertaining, but also thought provoking and interesting. I never loved Glotka, in that he kept asking himself why does he do the terrible things he does, and he couldn't give himself (or me) a satisfactory answer. But I did become far more interested in Jezal than I thought I would and Bayez was a whole other ball of wax! Definitely worth reading for seeing how it turns out around him.I look forward to reading more of Abercrombie's works. :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed this trilogy, the author has a knack for creating characters that you cheer for and despise in equal measures. Cannot wait to read more from this master of Grimdark fantasy.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
If GRRM takes way too long to tell a story, check this trilogy out. Dirty and dark with unexpectedly lovable characters.
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rjdrennen More than 1 year ago
This was a fitting end to and the best book in the trilogy. The battles were outstanding, the characterization flawless, and the reading fast-paced. Lots of revelations and loose ends tied up. I called some of the big reveals from the start, but not the scope in which they encompassed the story, which was a nice surprise. Fantastic book. Fantastic series. Stop reading reviews and go read The First Law Trilogy. I'll wait.... stop reading this, go do it now!
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TechRaider More than 1 year ago
Phenomenal series – must read!
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Holy smokes! What an ending.  Was not expecting that ending and that is all you need to say about Joe Abercrombie.  Even more so than GRR Martin, Abercrombie had more curveballs with people I thought were bad turned out to be good and good guys who turned out to be bad.  Gritty, gruff and fantastic
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
When a series leaves you missing the characters even after it ends, it deserves all 5 stars.
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