The...sad to say...last book in the Fitz story. I know there are others by Robin Hobb later on that contain him, in some way, but I couldn't get into the next series in order to get that far. I'd rather remember Fitz this way.
The mess of his relationships, the relationship between him and his family, his wolf and those he meets...they twist your guts and rip them out. Then they hand them back to you on a platter with a 'sorry' that doesn't quite cut it. I hate that it's the last, I love that I got an ending to the story and I will be reading this series again one day.