It’s winter. After being caught trespassing on the castle grounds, three teens conspire to spend a night in the ruin, just to show the old caretaker. Then, as it often goes in a story, things spiral out of control. This time, a real siege ensues.
Written at the same time as the first part of the Bartimeaus-trilogy, Jonathan Stroud’s The Last Siege is nowhere near as good as that one. It is purposely different from his other early novels Buried Fire and The Leap, which might explain why it doesn’t do much for me.
- Book read
- Jonathan Stround — The Last Siege
- First line
- Emily’s first crime was a small one caused by snow.