Reception
P. Schuyler Miller called the book "a back-handed sequel to 'The Queen of Zamba,'" noting that its hero "was the rather off-stage villain of the earlier book." He finds it "fun, but it would be a better book and even more fun except for the author's ingrown integrity," because of which "he languages, titles and names of the various races are worked out to the last detail, with proper attention for dialect, and the resulting jawbreakers are pretty hard to remember, the translation into English is deliberately awkward-sounding, and there isn't quite enough zing in the book to be worth the trouble." Comparing it to Rogue Queen, which he considers "the masterpiece of the Viagens series," he notes that "his isn't." Later, commenting on the Airmont paperback reprint, he sums it up as a "Viagens adventure yarn" in which a "typical de Campian reluctant hero attempt to become a king on Krishna."
Floyd C. Gale, noting that "De Camp can buckle a swash with the best," characterizes it as "an inverse success story, or riches to rags on Krishna," as de Camp's "unsavory Earthman hero ... goes through amusing anguish trying to regain this crown."
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