I really wanted to like this book, but in the end I only really liked the end. I’m one of those people who can’t let a book go even if I’m not enjoying it. It’s not that it is badly written, because it’s not. But I just don’t believe that this suits my tastes. The detail was fascinating, as was the species mythology but I felt like the preternatural soullessness was not explained all that well.
Lord Maccon was actually one of my favourite characters. Alexia was not in the beginning but by the end she had grown on me a little bit, but not so much that I think I’ll continue reading the series. One of the trying moments of this novel was the manner in which she was alternately referred to as Alexia and Miss Tarabotti, in the narrative. If it had just been by the characters I would have understood.
Oh well, nothing ventured nothing gained but I don’t think I’ll go it. It’s just not my cup of tea.