I'd give this book 3.5 stars for the sheer beauty of the first 2/3rds of the book. Fatima, a concubine, rescues her favorite mapmaker, who happens to be gay moments before he's taken to be tortured by the Spanish Inquisition. They're helped along they're journey by a singular talent of his, a literal ability to change landscapes and buildings just by drawing it, and by a jinn named Vikram. Chaos ensues in the 1/3rd, a map of an island is drawn and there's weird symbolism hinted at obscurely that I'm either too stupid to understand or was just truly pointless. The writing is lush, the characters are beautifully imbued with life and that's what saved this book because the ending was jarring and slapdash.