If 1642 was a bad year for the Rivers siblings, 1643 is hardly better. Sir Edmund craves to exact bloody revenge from the Rebels who killed his father and closest friend. Thomas has joined Parliament’s army to kill Cavaliers in general, and Lord Denton in particular, who drove his beloved Martha to suicide. Bess, now that her betrothed is dead, only wants to salvage what is left of her family, by securing a royal pardon for Tom, and bringing both her brothers home. Needless to say, none of it will prove easy. The second volume in a trilogy, Brothers’ Fury is on the grimmer, gorier, grittier side of historical fiction. I must say that after a while I began to tire of the relentless grit, gore, and grimness – and of everybody spitting all the time. Still, by that time I was hooked. The action is gripping, the battles plentiful, the atmosphere and mindset of the time well rendered, friends and foes well drawn, and most of all, the Rivers children are complex (if not always likeable) individuals who face more than their fair share of hardships and dilemmas. Not for the squeamish, but definitely engrossing.