Third in the quartet of the Aztec saga, this novel continues the generational story of the once-proud Aztec line. The reader can feel the lack of Jennings' own hand in this one; the story does not hang together as tightly and is a bit more farreaching and far fetched. However, the saga's subject matter is so good and so interesting that the book is highly readable nonetheless.
One critic described this book as a plum pudding and I couldn't agree more. Is there another era-specific fact that could possibly be crammed into this?? Fascinating. Gory. Filled with absolute useless junk. HUGE. My kind of book. :)