

I (and possibly one or two others) needn't have worried.


I also remember bawling over a particular death (still in therapy over that one, Michael) and the thought that this may have been the last we saw of the wise-cracking, swashbuckling Hadrian and Royce. Not because of the TV coverage (I didn't watch any) nor the pageantry up and down the country (I stayed in) but because that was the weekend I chose to read the final novel of Michael J Sullivan's Riyria Revelations. I vividly remember the Jubilee weekend commemorating the Queen's 60th anniversary here in Britain. she didn't run far) she goes into business leading her to a place in fantasy novel history. (That's elvish for two by the way.) Meanwhile a prostitute named Gwen escapes to save her life. The duo may not know each other and arrive separately, but as they meet and begin the Professor's mission together a legend is born: The Riyria. Hadrian Blackwater (ex-soldier, ex-lots-of-things) and Royce Melborn (exemplary thief and grump) are summoned to Melengar by Professor Arcadius. It doesn't seem the same at the start, but give it a mo and the old magic flows. Summary: The Riyria (fantasy's Cassidy and Sundance) are back with what could be the first of 12 self-contained prequels.
