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416 pages, Paperback
First published July 10, 2018
“Disrupt stability. Petition for gold. Provoke the greatest empire on the face of the earth.” He paused. “This is going to be fun.”
“The empire is coming for us, and I intend to win.”
War made monsters of them all.
Radu had been wrong all this time. He had felt guilty for the way his heart yearned for other men. But it was not his own love that was poisonous and destructive. His love destroyed nothing, hurt no one. Lada loved Wallachia above all else, and this was the result. What Mehmed and Lada did—because of what they set their hearts on with both people and land—was far worse than anything Radu’s love could ever lead him to do. It was an odd sort of thing to take comfort in, but he accepted it.
Nazira was right. His love had no evil in it. He could not say the same for his sister’s.
There was something to be said for having his heart broken so many times. Broken things healed thicker and stronger than they were before. Assuming one survived long enough to heal.
“I am sorry, then.”
“To be right?” Nazira laughed. “It is a heavy burden, always being right. But some of us must bear it.”
“I am grateful you bear it for me, as I am not qualified to carry it myself.”
Radu put a hand over his heart, wondering if he would feel her death, if he would know. They had been separated for so long. She had looked at him that night in Mehmed’s tent as though faced with a memory, not a man.
Nazira had not exaggerated her intentions. She let go of Fatima only when absolutely necessary. Radu leaned back on his cushion, smiling to himself as Nazira tried to navigate eating dinner while keeping hold of Fatima’s hand at all times.
Lada Dracul has finally earned her prize - she is Prince of Wallachia, her beloved home country.![]()
She was a dragon.
She was a prince.
She was a woman.
It was the last that scared them most of all.
I heard she is giving land to anyone. Can you imagine? ...She gives it to those who deserve it. So I hope she never marries. I hope she lives to be a hundred years old, breathing fire and drinking the blood of our enemies.And she does it all with absolute brutality.
“I know your brother’s past. And I know that he can still find happiness even in the darkest of circumstances, because his faith sustains him. What sustains you?”And though her methods are efficient, Wallachia is starting to suffer - neighboring countries are trying to encroach from all sides and without Lada's brother, Radu, by her side, she's resorting to crueler and crueler methods to maintaining her rule.
“The blood of my enemies.”
[I plan] to let you stay here until everyone has forgotten you. Until your only legacy are the lurid woodcuts and terrifying nighttime stories of the Saxons. You will fade into a monster, a myth.Gahhhhh - what am I supposed to do now that this is over?!
#1 And I Darken ★★★★★
#2 Now I Rise ★★★★★
#3 Bright We Burn ★★★☆☆
She could not sleep in those stone rooms, empty and yet still crowded with the ghosts of all the princes who had come before her.
After all, fire and blood and death were nothing to a country led by a dragon.
Someday Radu would not long for a time when he was certain things were terrible but had no idea just how much worse they were about to get.
He could not have conversations about his future as though his past were not looped around his neck like a noose, choking him with regret and sorrow.
Radu expected to find his friend angry. Instead, he found Mehmed sitting on a pillow, staring up at the ceiling of the tent with a bemused smile.
“I think she missed us,” he said.
He had changed his faith, his life, even his name, but he could not change or escape his sister.
“It seems to me she has tremendous regard for blood. She simply prefers it spilled on the ground.”
Radu laughed. "I still cannot quite believe we all found each other.”
“ I can. You were always ruthless about finding people to love you.”
“She was a dragon.
She was a prince.
She was a woman.
It was the last that scared them most of all.”
Just three bodies mattered. The same three that had always mattered.
Radu’s.
Lada’s.
And Mehmed’s.”
Gritty. Bloody. Unputdownable. The words creative and talented seem like benign descriptors and I’m afraid to imagine what goes on in the mind of Kiersten White. Do yourself a favor and read this series.
Buddy read with Clara & May ♥
Claim the Throne. Demand the Crown. Rule the World.
Who was she? She was the dragon. Her country had teeth and claws and fire, and she would use every last bit of them.
“Do you think it was him that came between us? Or were we destined to end up on opposite sides?” Lada felt an unfamiliar heaviness behind her eyes.
“We had to survive. We just figured out different ways to do it.”
There was something to be said for having his heart broken so many times. Broken things healed thicker and stronger than they were before. Assuming one survived long enough to heal.
“Who was she? She was the dragon. Her country had teeth and claws and fire, and she would use every last bit of them.”
“She had Wallachia, and she would do everything she could to protect it, but she wanted to punish Mehmed. Kidnapping Radu—taking back the first, and the last, thing Mehmed had taken from her—might be enough to make him come to her when tens of thousands of bodies had not.
Just three bodies mattered. The same three that had always mattered.
Radu’s.
Lada’s.
And Mehmed’s.”
I have one word for you all to sum up this book.
OUCH.
"What sustains you?"
"The blood of my enemies."
"He could not have conversations about his future as though his past were not looped around his neck like a noose, choking him with regret and sorrow.
"Why were men always trying to claim different parts of her? Her body, her name, her soul. Why should they care where its allegiances lay?"
"It was enough."
""Impossible is where my sister excels," Radu said. "That and never backing down.""
And I Darken: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
Now I Rise: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
Bright We Burn🌟🌟🌟🌟
l a d a :I have to applaud Kiersten White for creating a character so unlikeable, on paper, yet so sympathetic. Lada has always been an antiheroine, but this book pushes this to the limits. Her moral ambiguity and her ability to do whatever it took to achieve her goal was such a fresh breath of air to what I usually find from supposed ‘antiheroines’ in YA, who are, let’s be real, never morally ambiguous enough. And despite everything she did, despite all of the atrocities and horrors she committed, I understood why she did it. She fights tooth and nail for her country, for respect and acknowledgement, because she knows that if she ever stops fighting, men will always take away what is hers. By reimagining Vlad the Impaler as a woman, The Conqueror’s Saga allows for a careful dissection of misogyny and the obstacles faced by women in a world dominated by men.
She was a dragon.
She was a prince.
She was a woman.
It was the last that scared them most of all.
r a d u:Radu’s character arc was so brilliantly written. Lada has always been my favourite character, but his journey from self-internalised homophobia to acceptance and self-love resounded so deeply within me.
Radu had been wrong all this time. He had felt guilty for the way his heart yearned for other men. But it was not his own love that was poisonous and destructive. His love destroyed nothing, hurt no one. Lada loved Wallachia above all else, and this was the result. What Mehmed and Lada did—because of what they sent their hearts on with both people and land—was far worse than anything Radu’s love could ever lead him to do… His love had no evil in it.
Do not aim for greatness. Aim for goodness. And however you get there will be the right path for you, my sweet Radu.
// buddy read with jia and may ❣️
"The tapestry of power that she had spent so many years collecting threads for had once again been pulled apart by a man. A stupid man. He would pay."
"She is my light that never goes out. And you are the glass that protects our flame.
"PRINCE
SISTER
DRAGON"