“I am offend!” Shallan yelled. “You have offended Her Highness again!”
“You’d better apologize.”
“No apologize!” Shallan declared. “Boots!”
Kal leaned back, looking between the two of them, trying to parse what had just been said. “Boots?” he asked.
“Yes,” Shallan said. “I am liking your boots. You will apology with boots.”
“You . . . want my boots?”
“Did you not hear Her Highness?” Tyn asked, arms folded. “Are soldiers of this Dalinar Kholin’s army so disrespectful?”
“I’m not disrespectful,” Kal said. “But I’m not giving her my boots.”
“You insult!” Shallan declared, stepping forward, pointing at him. Stormfather, those horses were enormous! “I will tell all who are to listen! When arriving, I will say, ‘Kholin is stealer of boots and taker of women’s virtue!’”
Kal sputtered. “Virtue!”
“Yes,” Shallan said; then she glanced over to Tyn. “Virtue? No, wrong word. Virture . . . No . . . Vesture. Vesture! Taker of woman’s vesture! That is word I wanted.”
The soldier glanced to his companions, looking confused. Drat, Shallan thought. Good puns are lost on men with poor vocabulary.
Words of Radiance takes and builds it up in all the right ways… only to tear everything down once again.
Kadadin saves the day… and then royally screws things up. His time among the bridgemen is something special and we really get to see him fighting through depression and becoming the best of what he can be.
Shallan achieves what she came for… and then royally screws things up. Even without Jasnah's help , she manages to make it to the Shattered Plains and mix things up in ways that I’m sure no one quite expected. She’s still plenty messed up though. That is only going to come back to bite her at some point.
The Parshendi figure out a new way to return to what they once had… and royally screw things up.
All throughout, Dalinar is so sure that he’s doing the right thing, even if no one believes him. And at the end… things go so very wrong for the entire world. But at the same time, old things have come again…
Words of Radiance is a wonderful book and a worthy followup to . Even better… this time around I can go straight into Oathbringer!
Random side note… Syl’s a lot of fun:
“Giving up all pretense of obeying natural laws again, I see,” he said.
“Natural laws?” Syl said, finding the concept amusing. “Laws are of men, Kaladin. Nature doesn’t have them!”
“If I toss something upward, it comes back down.”
“Except when it doesn’t.”
“It’s a law.”
“No,” Syl said, looking upward. “It’s more like . . . more like an agreement among friends.”
He looked at her, raising an eyebrow.
“We have to be consistent,” she said, leaning in conspiratorially. “Or we’ll break your brains.”