Shards of Honor is the first of two books collected in Cordelia’s Honor. This being my first Bujold, I’d heard a lot of good things but didn’t really know what to expect. (This was also my first time reading Space Opera, or any SF for that matter.)
Captain Cordelia Naismith of Beta Colony is head of an Expeditionary Force on a small, ecologically diverse planet when her survey party is attacked by soldiers from Barrayar, an enemy empire steeped in political intrigue and tradition. When her botanist Ensign Dubauer is wounded and they are both taken captive, to survive she must depend on the mercies of her captor, Commander Aral Vorkosigan, the Butcher of Komarr.
Bujold’s first novel in the Vorkosigan Saga is not normally recommended for a first foray into the series; it’s said the book isn’t up to the quality of the later novels and contains some “romance cliches”. I’m rather religious about reading things in publication order whenever possible, though, so I read it first anyway. I’m not sorry I did.
The book does have some slow passages in which a lot of names are bandied about, Vorkosigan getting Cordelia up-to-speed on the internal politics of Barrayar, which are complicated indeed. Staying awake through those passages rewards the reader, but one does wonder at the time if it’s ever going to matter or mean anything. There are probably ways it could have been handled better. That aside, there are a lot of great things about Shards of Honor, most especially the characters. Bujold makes Vorkosigan very human without resorting to the overblown angst that authors use so often to make characters “human”. He is not too physically perfect, but something about him is attractive, a certain quality that’s hard to put one’s finger on. It has something to do with his honor, I think, an important theme in the book. It’s not so much because his honor is entirely above reproach (which wouldn’t make him very interesting), but more that he places such a high value on it.
Cordelia herself is a woman of honor, and as Vorkosigan says, she bestows it on others around her through her behavior and deeds. But lest I make them sound like bores, I should mention that Shards of Honor is written with unpretentious wit, and Bujold has a way of describing a character in just a few words that provides a mental picture more vivid than many authors can conjure up. About Cordelia’s first encounter with Sergeant Bothari she says,
The top of her head was level with his shoulders, and his face reminded her of an overbred borzoi, narrow, hook-nosed, with his eyes too close together.
Though this is Space Opera and there is some action, the dialogue carries the story. Cordelia and Vorkosigan have an instant rapport and the shift of their relationship from captor and captive to tentative mutual admirers feels natural and never forced. I’m eager to see what happens to Lord Vorkosigan and his Lady in the second book included in Cordelia’s Honor, Barrayar, the follow-up story to Shards of Honor published years later (and winner of a Hugo).