King of Scars by Leigh Bardugo
The bitch is back.
(The bitch being Nikolai Lantsov and my love for him).
I feel like I’ve been waiting for a thousand years for Nikolai’s story. Did I think I would ever get it? Absolutely not! So you can imagine my face when the news was finally announced: we are returning to the Grishaverse. While some may turn their noses up at continuations of stories in the same world, accusing authors of ‘milking it’ (an accusation I have made in the past), I for one could read about the Grishaverse for the rest of my life.
And I will, just you watch.
Leigh Bardugo has always had a way with characters. It might not be something that Grisha lovers start with when persuading you to read Bardugo’s books, but it’s true. Of course, the plot and gorgeous setting are something to be marvelled at, but in King of Scars in particular, revisiting old characters and giving them a whole other side has been a thrill to read.
Take Zoya, for example. From what I can remember in The Grisha Trilogy, she wasn’t exactly a favoured person in the POVs we were given. She was ‘stuck up’ and considered herself superior. However, since my love for anti-heroines and ‘nasty girls’ has blossomed in recent years, Zoya has become the real MVP in King of Scars. I guess, she does lack some characteristics of an anti-heroine (although I was convinced for a minute there), but she is a true Slytherin, and with that she holds my heart.
The story itself took a turn I didn’t expect. While still exciting, I feel I enjoyed Nina’s POV and story more so than Zoya and Nikolai. I know she will continue to play an important part in this series, and maybe even bring a few dregs along the way since they were named dropped so friggin’ much! I am now sat here, in February of 2019, waiting for the next book. When will we get it? I don’t know, but I need it now.