I have read many books by Tanya Huff that I have enjoyed. This is not one of them.
It was wordy in the extreme (how many adjectives and adverbs can we find?) and the relationships between the characters were hard to keep up with. And, yes, I read the one that came before. But it’s been a while. Although I don’t like books that fall over themselves to fill in details from previous books I felt like I was floundering. The typo on the first page (Lauren Harris painting) didn’t help set my mood.
It’s too bad, because I was looking forward to it, having always enjoyed her books in the past.