
Elemental Blessings · Book IV · 2016
Leah Frothen comes home from five years of spying in Malinqua to a daughter who does not know her, and the regent hands her a shop to run.
Unquiet Land is the torz book: the fourth Elemental Blessings novel, published by Ace in November 2016 and presented then as the last, until Whispering Wood came seven years later. Its heroine is Leah Frothen, Taro’s niece, the spy readers met in the opening pages of Jeweled Fire, who comes home after five years in Malinqua to the five-year-old daughter she left behind: Mally, the decoy princess of Royal Airs, who does not know her. Darien hands her a shop to run as cover, a delegation from the Karkades gives her someone to watch, and Chandran, the Coziquela merchant she worked for in Malinqua’s Great Market, follows her home.
For most of its length it is the quietest book in the series, told in close third person on Leah: shopkeeping, mothering, a slow and doubting romance shadowed by a confession, and a string of maimed and murdered poor people in the city’s slums. Reviewers agree the action is packed into the last few chapters, where the three threads meet on a hillside and the title earns itself. Shinn has said Leah was the easiest to write, because her arc was clear from the beginning, and that she wanted to give her a chance at a happy ending.
This page spoils everything, including the ending.
“It was Quinnasweela changeday, and the whole world was on fire.”
Chialto has turned off its new gaslight for the autumn holiday and set candles in every window, and Leah Frothen, newly home after five years in Malinqua, strolls the Plaza of Women at nightfall. In a rickety booth under blue fabric, three slim, dark brothers sell reifarjin, triangle-shaped biting fish bred in Cozique. One, streaked raspberry fading into cobalt, watches her mistrustfully, and on impulse she pays a quint-gold for it. Leah is torz, and there could hardly be a more coru purchase than a fish.
Carrying the bowl, she kneels before one of the three blind sisters who trade in secrets on a dais at the centre of the plaza, and pays two silvers for the story of the decoy princess. Darien Serlast wanted a stand-in for Princess Odelia, the seer says, and Taro Frothen, the torz prime, found a little girl who looked remarkably like her. Odelia proved unfit to rule, so the primes chose Darien as king; Mally still lives on Taro’s estate. No parents have claimed her, so they are either dead, the seer says, “Or they are careless and irresponsible people who have no business raising a child.” Leah, Mally’s mother, has no answer.
On firstday she sets the fishbowl in the kierten of her one-room flat, the empty entry every Welchin home keeps bare, and starts her third letter in three days to Chandran, the Coziquela merchant she worked beside for barely a quintile and misses more than she expected. Then two soldiers in the regent’s black livery take her up to the golden-stone palace beside the great waterfall.
Darien notes that she is thinner and has cut and coloured her hair, and asks after Corene, now in Cozique. His tall, bald spymaster interrupts with news of another victim, a woman found where the vagrants camp on the Marisi; Darien goes coldly furious and will not explain. His real business is the Karkades, a small possession of Cozique whose factions want independence and are sending a delegation to Welce. He wants Leah to open a crown-funded shop of foreign goods to draw in visitors and suppliers, and the lure is Mally: Virrie, Taro’s wife, will bring her to Chialto for a quintile. Leah needles him about Rhan Ardelay, Nelson’s youngest son and Mally’s father, then says yes: “I think it sounds like fun.”
Zoe Lalindar, the coru prime and Darien’s wife, finds Leah premises, Zoe’s friend Annova helps furnish them, and Leah writes to Chandran for advice. Darien invites her to lunch, and his other guests are Taro, Virrie and Mally, a small, solemn, dark-haired five-year-old who greets her with a bow. Leah, who would like to sink to the floor, bows back to the same depth and does not say who she is.
Zoe’s trader friends sell her striped fur gloves, spices that smell of citrus and cocoa and blown-glass goblets fused to etched silver, and Yori, a stocky sweela soldier who becomes Leah’s semi-secret guard, drives her to the harbor to buy from ship captains. Leah lays the shop out by element.
Then Rhan turns up at her flat, still handsome, roguish and always on the verge of laughter, and they stare at each other for a full minute. Over cheap wine he apologizes for how he behaved when she told him she was pregnant, and she would never keep Mally from her father. It is the start of a tentative peace.
Virrie brings Mally to the shop every day while it is set up. In the window embrasure Mally fits stones into a careful mosaic and explains that she is not supposed to be Odelia any more, or to call Queen Romelle “Mama.” The shop opens to a hundred customers by noon, an instant success, and Mally comes as a customer, digging coins out of her tunic pockets for a carved flower of glassy red stone from the torz section. When Leah says she can simply have anything she wants, Virrie shakes her head: “Mally likes to have boundaries.” A choice should cost her something; it makes the world make sense.
The Karkans are already in the city, seeking allies for independence from Cozique. Leah first meets Seka Mardis, the crown prince’s attendant, at the palace: small, with frosty blond hair strung with glittering beads. Their code, Chandran writes, lets a great evil be erased by an equal generosity, even one done first. Seka, warm and a little disturbing, is as eager to befriend Leah as Leah, the spy, is to befriend her. The night before the shop opens, Leah spots Seka in Welchin clothes, glass beads still in her hair, changing Karkan coins at a money-changer’s booth, and follows her and a tall, painfully thin man in a hooded cloak into the southside slums, where the Karkans drag a terrified girl into an abandoned building. Leah hurls a bottle into the dark to stop them.
On opening night, after closing, a bearded man appears at the door: a prominent forehead, a generous nose, thickly bearded cheeks and chin. It is Chandran, on the run from Malinqua for his own reasons, and she can hardly breathe. Over keerza by candlelight he tells her what has shadowed him for fifteen years: he killed his wife, Dederra, a Karkan, before their divorce was final, and sailed for Malinqua. He goes to work in the shop, and Leah keeps him at arm’s length, unsure she can trust him near her daughter. They trade childhood stories but never mention the calamities that sent each of them, ten years apart, into exile.
Leah moves into Darien’s house with Virrie and Mally, and one evening, as Mally sits with her feet in the house’s indoor stream holding Leah’s hand and Rhan’s, Leah smiles at Rhan over Mally’s dark braids.
The victims keep turning up, dead and nearly dead people among the city’s poor. One evening Leah, Rafe and Yori find a young man outside the shop, cut in half a dozen places but alive; Josetta and Zoe tend him while Mally solemnly chafes his feet. Yori comes back trailed by two brawny guards in black, and Josetta urges Leah to be indignant, as Josetta says she always is. Leah comes to suspect the Karkans.
Seka turns up at closing one evening, tries the pipes in Leah’s stock, and announces that the two of them are soulmates. She invites Leah to a get-together at the prince’s rented house, and Leah goes with Yori. At a table set apart sits the crown prince of the Karkades, tall and thin, the man Leah followed into the slums. He holds out his palm in the Karkan greeting, and his skin is shockingly warm. He hints that Darien is weak, or has snatched the crown from Vernon’s true heir.
Chandran has finally met Mally, and on a quiet day the two of them sit in the shop window balancing stones into towers. Mally teaches Leah too: a flat stone that fits the one below, the same but the opposite. Leah’s tower falls over twice before it stands more than six stones tall.
Asked why he is so natural with Mally, Chandran speaks of a servants’ child in his house, a laughing girl about Mally’s age, who died. Yori thought the prince was drinking blood at his party, Leah says, and Chandran confirms it: in the Karkan court the fashion was to drink human blood, at first as a game. Leah understands at last. Dederra was one of those nobles with an insatiable taste for blood, and the servant’s daughter died to satisfy it.
Leah lures the prince to the shop after hours with Karkan delicacies Chandran has ordered; Chandran, who cannot risk being recognized, keeps out of the way. The prince enters last, stooping at the low door, and lays his warm palm against hers, his face flushed and ruddy. Then a flustered helper tells Leah who is at the door: Zoe Lalindar, and she has brought the sweela prime. This is the scene Shinn calls her favourite. Zoe, who reads blood, hisses at the prince about Karkans who sip so much blood from a man that he dies; ten corpses have turned up since he came. In the scuffle Nelson, sounding not in the least drunk, tells Seka as politely as if he were offering her keerza, “I enflamed their brains.” She orders the guards to stand down, and they collapse as if freed from crippling vises. Zoe could tell something in the prince’s body didn’t belong: blood he had swallowed. That night Leah and Chandran become lovers.
Taro arrives, and a party is planned for the Frothens to meet Mally by her true name. Beforehand Taro snorts that Leah came home only because Nelson Ardelay went and fetched her, and Natalie quizzes her until Leah finds her exhausting. Then Mally turns in her lap, puts her arms around Leah’s neck and says she thinks Leah should stay. Leah, refusing to let the tears rise, whispers into her dark curls that she thinks so too.
At the party Rhan says something wise: to him connection is family; they are just not a household. Leah, laughing, accepts it. When the guests finally leave, she tells Mally she is her mother, and Mally accepts it at once: she belongs to Leah, she says.
Seka has told the prince of a little girl at Leah’s shop who calls herself Odelia, and believing her Vernon’s true heir, the Karkans take her to force the alliance: in the Plaza of Men three men beat Taro senseless and a fourth snatches Mally. Chandran offers the Karkans what they want more than Mally: himself, for the woman he killed was the prince’s sister. Leah wants both of them safe and cannot have both.
Darien’s people race to head the kidnappers off before they reach their ships, Chandran and Rhan among them. In their tent that night Chandran expects to be taken home to the prince’s remaining siblings; some drugs, Leah says at last, take a long time to work. Next day, among rocky red hills, Welchin soldiers aim over a barricade and Karkan guards deploy in a semicircle around their caravan, and from a vantage of red stone Leah watches a lone volunteer walk out to ask for a parley.
Chandran swallows the fatal dose, ready to be handed over, and at that minute, though neither knows the other’s plan, Seka slips out of the Karkan camp with Mally: she has realized the child is her soulmate’s daughter. Leah answers Seka’s signal across the hill. In the shadows of the setting sun a length of blue fabric is wrapped around a small, sturdy shape against a rock: Mally, blindfolded, hands tied. Leah runs to her, falling once, tears off the blindfold and pulls her close.
Then Seka grips her. They are soulmates, she insists, who would do anything for each other, and what she wants is for Leah to kill her. Leah says she cannot. Seka’s face becomes a study in grief and shock; with a howl she shoves Leah down the rocky slope and attacks her, and Yori kills her from behind. Karkan soldiers close in. Leah sits on the patchy soil with Mally in her arms, and the land answers: stones go skipping down the slope, the earth growls in temblor after temblor, and the soldiers scream and scatter. Mally, as one reviewer puts it, moves mountains, and so reveals herself as the torz prime’s heir.
Back in camp Leah learns that Chandran is poisoned. His sacrifice, he tells her, was a counterweight in the great balance of justice, one that inspired Seka’s. “The universe loves such symmetry.” By a small fire outside their tent Mally sits beside him and solemnly asks whether he wants to die. He did, he says, and now he does not, but no one can stop the poison. Mally thinks she can. Leah, afraid of what it might cost her daughter, wants to refuse, but Mally is already shaking her head.
Mally does it, and by morning Chandran is full of energy. Back in Chialto Mally breaks free of Leah’s hold and dashes across the room, and Taro, whom they had feared dead, swings her up over his head, laughing, and asks who taught her such tricks with poison; she just figured it out, she tells him, and it wasn’t very hard. Darien mentions that Chandran’s father is a cousin to the queen of Cozique; Chandran had told Leah only that his father was a merchant. She means to set up a household with him. Zoe, at one point, sums up the lesson:
“We can never predict who will love us or where we’ll feel love in return.”
On the last page, with friends laughing downstairs, Leah stretches out beside Mally at bedtime, and Mally wants her to stay. Darien is still not crowned. That waits for Whispering Wood, where Mally is named as Taro’s heir.