If you delighted in Khaavren, Pel, Aerich, and Tazendra trading quips before crossing blades—and in Paarfi’s scenes of reputations made and unmade in drawing rooms—then you’ll savor Riverside’s dueling culture. In The Privilege of the Sword, Katherine Talbert is hurled into a world of blades and bon mots by her scandalous uncle, the Duke Tremontaine. The novel revels in clever conversation, honor-pricked quarrels, and public dramas where a sharp tongue can cut as deep as steel—very much the spirit of those Adrilankha encounters where wit and posture matter as much as the stroke.

If the comedy of the Phoenix Guards’ barracks life—procedure, honor, and paperwork colliding with duels and court whispers—made you grin, you’ll love the Night Watch. In Guards! Guards! Commander Sam Vimes and optimistic recruit Carrot navigate guilds, dragon-driven conspiracies, and municipal absurdity with deadpan humor. The way Pratchett skewers pomp and protocol echoes the moments when Khaavren tries to reconcile the Guard’s codes with the reality of messy politics, all while keeping the swordplay swashbuckling and the banter razor‑keen.

If Paarfi’s luxuriant sentences and mock‑scholarly digressions charmed you—those playful asides that frame duels and courtly entanglements with historian’s flourish—you’ll feel right at home here. Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell tells of two magicians reshaping England, but the real delight is the voice: elaborate prose, elegantly balanced clauses, and whimsical, world‑deepening footnotes. It captures that same pleasure of a narrator who winks as they chronicle high society, propriety, and the occasional spectacular bout of magic.

If the fellowship of Khaavren, Pel, Aerich, and Tazendra—their loyalty, barbed camaraderie, and impeccable timing—was the heart of the fun for you, meet the Gentleman Bastards. In The Lies of Locke Lamora, Locke, Jean, and their crew pull off cons with the same panache you enjoyed in Adrilankha’s salons and streets, blending sword‑ready bravado with rapid‑fire banter. The plot pivots on friendship under fire, much like those moments when the Phoenix Guards’ quartet trusts one another implicitly during court snares and alleyway confrontations.

If Paarfi’s mock‑historical voice tickled you—the interruptions, the commentary, the sense that the storyteller is part of the show—Goldman’s frame narrative will delight. The Princess Bride, presented as an abridgment of “S. Morgenstern,” pauses to quip, digress, and nudge the reader while delivering duels, daring rescues, and true love. The famed Inigo–Westley swordfight channels the same honor‑tinged flourish as the duels that punctuate Khaavren’s adventures, all wrapped in a narrator’s wink that makes the swashbuckling sparkle.