I’m Afraid You’ve Got Dragons Proves Peter Beagle Is Always Worth the Wait

If you feel like you’ve heard about Peter Beagle’s latest fantasy novel I’m Afraid You’ve Got Dragons before, it’s likely because you have. The book, which was first announced back in 2007, has had something of a tumultuous journey to publication, involving everything from scope creep (it was originally supposed to be a novella), alleged issues between Beagle and his previous publisher, and a drawn-out legal battle with a former manager.
In the wake of that court case, which saw him regain the legal rights to his intellectual property, much of Beagle’s (excellent and extensive) backlist is in the process of getting new editions, and the prospect of new readers discovering classics like A Fine and Private Place or The Innkeeper’s Song is genuinely delightful. All of that, of course, pales in comparison to the release of I’m Afraid You’ve Got Dragons, the first new novel from Beagle in nearly a decade, which arrives on bookstore shelves 17 years after it was promised and is, to be clear, utterly worth the wait.
Beagle has long been a master in the fantasy space, and his stories like The Last Unicorn have been formative texts for many readers of this genre. His works, which run the gamut from ghost stories to contemporary mythological retellings to delicate meditations on death and loss, all explore complex themes and delight in narrative contradiction, constantly challenging the ways many of us have been taught to understand what a fantasy story is meant to be and do. Laced with frequently hilarious dialogue, sly wit, and delightful anachronisms, his sharp, lyrical prose is defies easy categorization: Though his tone is often breezy and his stories are generally quite funny, it’s a mistake to assume that they’re what anyone might consider lighthearted. A distinctly melancholy air tends to run through much of his work, a bittersweet honesty that rejects the easy platitudes of many fantasy classics.
I’m Afraid You’ve Got Dragons combines many of Beagle’s most familiar and successful tendencies as an author, crafting a fully realized, pseudo-medieval fantasy world where dragons are real, princes must seek adventure, and young men long for lives with a different shape than the ones they’re currently living. It follows the story of Gaius Aurelius Constantine Heliogabalus Thrax, a dragon exterminator in the kingdom of Bellemontagne who prefers to simply go by Robert and hates his job. His business, inherited from his father, largely involves removing dragons—in this world most often small nuisances that are generally closer to household pests, though a few grow much larger—-from local homes and castles, and is a frequently gruesome endeavor. Though Robert secretly saves and protects as many dragons as possible, he feels rather rubbish about himself and longs for a different kind of life, perhaps as the valent to a prince or other dignitary that might allow him to see the world. But when Bellamontagne’s king summons him to clear the palace of dragons in advance of a visit from the crown prince of the neighboring kingdom of Corvinia, his life changes in ways he never would have expected.