Amazon Blurb:

For fifteen years FitzChivalry Farseer has lived in self-imposed exile, assumed to be dead by almost all who once cared about him. But now, into his isolated life, visitors begin to arrive: Fitz’s mentor from his assassin days; a hedge-witch who foresees the return of a long-lost love; and the Fool, the former White Prophet, who beckons Fitz to fulfill his destiny.

Then comes the summons he cannot ignore. Prince Dutiful, the young heir to the Farseer throne, has vanished. Fitz, possessed of magical skills both royal and profane, is the only one who can retrieve him in time for his betrothal ceremony, thus sparing the Six Duchies profound political embarrassment . . . or worse. But even Fitz does not suspect the web of treachery that awaits him—or how his loyalties will be tested to the breaking point.


I reflected that perhaps I had been far more spoiled in my youth than I had ever known. Excellent horses, good tack, fine weapons, decent clothing, plentiful food: I had taken so much for granted.


I thought I was better, I thought I had recovered enough after the end of Assassin’s Quest. I had read Liveship Traders. I thought I would be good.

I was not good.

I was a bundle of tears. I could not stop crying. I thought I gave myself enough time. It wasn’t enough time. I don’t think fifteen years would have been enough time. I  was like an endless faucet of tears.

Being back with my Fitz was like coming home to my best friend. I love him, and was so happy. but he was still the same as he was when we left him. Fitz is still a broken person. A bit more content, perhaps, but still the exact same as we left him, all those years ago. And it Then the Fool shows up again, and I was as happy as the Fool was when they saw each other again. The bromance is real.

Fool’s Errand book starts out slow, but I didn’t care. I was with Fitz again. In the beginning, there was a lot of catching up to do. We see Fitz, we hear how the previous few years have gone for him. We cried for him a bunch. And then Chade shows up and fucks up Fitz’s content life, asking Fitz to do something no one should have the right to ask of him And then the Fool shows up, and it is like my entire life was lit up inside and everything was going to be alright. Of course the Fool was going to show up, because dire portents are on the horizon and shit is about to go all wrong again.

And it does all go wrong. I love Robin Hobb.

Prince Dutiful, Fitz’s son (though no one knows this but him and the Fool) and heir to the throne of  the Six Duchies, has gone missing. Fitz has been recalled to duty find him, by any means necessary, before anyone finds out Dutiful is missing. There is also increased animosity against the Witted, and people are dying as a result. And it all clashes together in only a way Hobb can pull off. The search is long and it is hard. It has the worst consequences and it hurts my very soul to read. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

And then that ending. Good god. So many tears. So much despair. I don’t know how I’ll manage to make myself read book two. Except for the same reason I was able to read all the other books from this amazing, evil woman: I need to see Fitz become happy.

Well, that sure isn’t about to happen any time soon.

Also, in case you were wondering: Yes, the events of the Liveship Traders trilogy does influence the Tawny Man trilogy. Completely and totally directly influences. Perhaps you could read this without reading Liveship Traders and get as much out of it. I highly doubt it, though. I really don’t recommend skipping that trilogy just because you want to get back to Fitz.

To read more reviews for this series, check out the Tawny Man series page!