I’m sure you’ve heard of Crooked Kingdom. If you haven’t, then I’m sure you’ve been living under a rock (no offence meant to people who do actually live under rocks *cough* patrick star *cough). It’s basically a sequel to arguably one of the most hyped up young adult books of the past two years. It deals with gangs, murder and daring heists that no one in their right mind would even try and pull off let alone succeed at. Yet, the characters in the Six of Crows managed it. Unfortunately one of their members got kidnapped in the process. This is their struggle of both getting her back, and getting a little bit revenge along the way.
Character Growth, So Much Character Growth!
Until this moment, Wylan hadn’t quite understood how much they meant to him. His father would have sneered at these thugs and thieves, a disgraced soldier, a gambler who couldn’t keep out of the red. But they were his first friends, his only friends, and Wylan knew that even if he’d had his pick out of a thousand companions, these would have been the people he chose.
Another person who had a huge growth spurt (maybe quite literally), was Matthias. Now there was an obvious reason for this, but to tell you that would mean me having to spoil some of the book for you. I will let you know, that I wasn’t very happy with it though. It just didn’t make all that much sense! Anyways, back to his growth. We get to see him have deep conversations with himself in the form of inner monologue. Often he questions his existence, on whether what he’s doing is right or if he’s just deluding himself. It’s refreshing to have these kinds of thoughts running around the pages, because it gives a very human aspect to the characters, rather than just shoving the idea that badass people aren’t capable of fear, down our throats.
“You can’t expect the king to participate in an auction like this himself.”
“Because he might lose.”
“Jes, I’ve thought about this–“
“Thought of me? Late at night? What was I wearing?”
“People point guns at each other all the time in Ketterdam. It’s basically a handshake.”
“The toughest mark is an honest one,” said Kaz. “Thankfully, they’re always in short supply.”
“It isn’t easy for me either.” Her voice, low and steady, the voice that had once led him back from hell. “Even now, a boy will smile at me on the street, or Jesper will out his arm around my waist, and I feel like I’m going to vanish.”