{"id":12455,"date":"2022-08-12T16:07:25","date_gmt":"2022-08-12T20:07:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lettersandsodas.com\/books\/?p=12455"},"modified":"2022-08-12T16:07:25","modified_gmt":"2022-08-12T20:07:25","slug":"the-stolen-lake-by-joan-aiken","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/the-stolen-lake-by-joan-aiken\/","title":{"rendered":"The Stolen Lake by Joan Aiken"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I went into <i>The Stolen Lake<\/i> expecting something like <i>Nightbirds on Nantucket<\/i>: an alternate-history romp with some peril for our heroine Dido Twite, but with humor and an expectation of a happy ending. <i>The Stolen Lake<\/i> felt much darker, with Dido as resourceful as ever but also sadder and in what felt like greater danger. (I mean: there are some *moments* in <i>Nightbirds on Nantucket<\/i>, but in that book I never doubted that the villains would see their plot foiled or that everything would be OK for Dido and her companions.) <\/p>\n<p>In this one: Dido&#8217;s on her way back to England, finally, but the ship she&#8217;s on is diverted to South America, which is Roman America in this world, because in Aiken&#8217;s alternate history some of the ancient Britons and Romans migrated there when the Saxons invaded Britain. The captain has received a message by carrier pigeon telling him to go to New Cumbria and assist its monarch. The message is vague but there&#8217;s been &#8220;some attack, some invasion&#8221;: &#8220;Something has been taken from the queen.&#8221; As you might guess from the title, that something turns out to be a lake, and Dido and her companions are enlisted to get it back. But there are frightening things going on in New Cumbria, and they&#8217;re not all related to the country&#8217;s dangerous wild animals (though there are things called aurochs, which are described as &#8220;huge hairy tusked birds, larger than horses, which can snatch up a grown man in their talons). <\/p>\n<p>After some early humor (the captain says to Dido that she seems &#8220;to know nothing about <em>anything<\/em> except navigation and how to cut up whales&#8221;; we learn that the ship&#8217;s steward &#8220;had attended butlers&#8217; school in London; part of the course consisted of half an hour&#8217;s poker-face work every morning) the book turns more serious. It&#8217;s not just the lake that has been stolen: a princess from a neighboring kingdom is missing, presumed kidnapped by the queen of New Cumbria. Who, by the way, says she&#8217;s waiting for her husband, King Arthur (yes, that one) to return. (Maybe I would have had more fun with this if I were more familiar with\/into Arthurian legend.)<\/p>\n<p>While this one isn&#8217;t my favorite book in this series, I do look forward to reading the rest, and there were some things I liked about this one\u2014like the descriptions of the landscapes that Dido and her companions travel through, which feature volcanoes and an abandoned city and &#8220;fantastic snow-covered peaks, and pinnacles like spectral cities of ice.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I went into The Stolen Lake expecting something like Nightbirds on Nantucket: an alternate-history romp with some peril for our heroine Dido Twite, but with humor and an expectation of a happy ending. The Stolen Lake felt much darker, with Dido as resourceful as ever but also sadder and in what felt like greater danger. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12455","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-young-adultchildrens"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12455","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12455"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12455\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12455"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12455"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12455"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}