Lady Henterman’s Wardrobe is the second in Marshall Ryan
Maresca’s “The Streets of Maradaine” sequence, the first of which I thoroughly enjoyed reading last year. There’s a larger Maradaine universe being explored in other
sequences, including youthful and magical vigilantes, and Holmesian mage-detectives,
but this sequence focuses on the Rynax brothers, who have a penchant for elaborate
heists, a number of slightly strange friends with specialist skills, and a
serious desire to find out who burnt down their neighbourhood, in order to
express their disapproval.
The city of Maradaine has always seemed like another
character in these books, putting different aspects of itself on display,
depending on which characters were looking at it. Here, we see both the more
run down, un-examined parts of the city, where law enforcement treads quietly,
carefully, or in large numbers – and parts prone to the roaring revels of the
wealthy, where private guards make sure that nobody who isn’t there to cause
the correct kind of trouble is let through the door.
The first of these is
epitomised in the lively neighbourhood where the Rynax brothers make their
home. It has several excellent craftspeople, and a sense of community. There’s
a history there, across generations, and a sense of people looking out for each
other. If the law is far away, the local criminal element operates within
rules, operates with respect, and knows where to push and put its boundaries.
It’s a place where being an outsider could get you a knife in the kindeys,
sure, and one where a moments inattention might lead to a broken head, but
where reputation is everything, good and bad.
By contrast, the opulent manors of the rich are a baroque
haven, full of enough glinting gild to satiate even the most demanding magpie.
These are people happy to stand on the shoulders of others to get where they
are – or, if necessary, hold the heads of others under water. Security’s tight,
and the spaces are vast – if not overly populated by anyone with much sense of
responsibility. That said, the owners are at the top of the socio-economic
heap, and they’re certainly willing to keep it that way.
Which brings us to the characters. The Rynax boys are still
as wonderfully drawn and complex as ever. One suffering the after effects of a
covert operation gone wrong, the other happy to try and build a respectable
life and a respectable family – but both determined to track down the cause of
their woes. It’s great to see the edges here – there’s someone who might have
been an action/anti-hero in another story, struggling with life after being
shattered and rebuilt. Then there’s his brother, who is genuinely happy not being the hero of the week, and just
wants to settle down, make interesting mechanisms, and have a quiet life with
his family. They’re not stereotypical heroes, but they do act as very relatable
people, shaped by their experiences, and living with the consequences of their
choices.
They’re joined by a thoroughly enjoyable cast of other
reprobates. I particularly enjoy the hard-edged markswoman with a penchant for
precision and a small crush on the married Rynax, and the street girl who has
started to take the children of the streets and make them her own, lending them
her own strength when necessary, and pushing forward in an effort to be
something more.
There’s a delightful bevy of dubious coves as well. The
eponymous Lady Henterman is smooth and cold as ice, definitely someone worth
watching. There’s the mysterious gang leader moving in o n the formerly safe
territory occupied by the Rynax twins, with his programme of extortion and
brutality. There’s Lord Henterman, a man almost frighteningly vague. And, of
course, there’s the police – no fan of people they consider nuisances at best,
and outright dangerous at worst. Whether some of these erstwhile antagonists
are actually bad people is open to debate, which is a nice change – they may
just be working their own agenda, without the necessity of malevolence. But
there’s some wonderful diversity and personality on display here, and watching
them face off against our protagonists was always delightful.
Plot-wise – well, I won’t say much, for fear of spoilers.
The Rynax brothers are known for their heists, and this is definitely a story
of a plan which needs split second precision, and the ability to react properly
when…er..I mean if…it all goes wrong. There’s some wonderful moments where your
expectations are subverted, and some wonderful duels, the kind where wit and
blade matter as much as each other. There’s some reasl emotional heft in the
dialogue between the Rynax gang, and a sense that they’re starting to look
forward, and out of their current circumstances. There’s also the white
knuckle, every-second-counts high-wire tension, of course, and some revelations
that will hit hard, down in the gut. It’s a heist story, an adventure story. A
story about family, about friendship, about betrayal, murder, and making a heap
of money.
It’s fast paced, it’s smart, it made me laugh aloud more than once,
and it also kicked me right in the feels more than once. This is kick-arse
fantasy, and if you’ve been waiting to find out what the Rynax brothers did
next, or you’ve always wondered how a fantasy heist would go down, this one’s
worth checking out.
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