The Elemental Trilogy #1
Sherry Thomas
September 17th, 2013
Balzer + Bray
464 pages
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It all began with a ruined elixir and an accidental bolt of lightning…
Iolanthe Seabourne is the greatest elemental mage of her generation—or so she's being told. The one prophesied for years to be the savior of The Realm. It is her duty and destiny to face and defeat the Bane, the greatest mage tyrant the world has ever known. A suicide task for anyone let alone a sixteen-year-old girl with no training, facing a prophecy that foretells a fiery clash to the death.
Prince Titus of Elberon has sworn to protect Iolanthe at all costs but he's also a powerful mage committed to obliterating the Bane to avenge the death of his family—even if he must sacrifice both Iolanthe and himself to achieve his goal.
But Titus makes the terrifying mistake of falling in love with the girl who should have been only a means to an end. Now, with the servants of the Bane closing in, he must choose between his mission and her life.
The romance in this book is overwhelming. It's overwhelming to the plot, to the characters, to the tone of the story. It's almost instantaneous and continues without abating throughout the whole book. You can't escape it. At certain points, it becomes too much to deal with.
Sure, the part that doesn't involve romance reminds me a lot of a Diana Wynn Jones novel. Except that instead of loving every moment of it, I found it hard to connect to the characters at all. This made it difficult to care for their plight. A plight that, which I might add, ended abruptly with little or no resolution.
The book jumps points of view between the two main characters, Iolanthe Seabourne and Titus VII. Jumps can happen at any time. Sometimes it happens between chapters, sometimes within the same chapter at a page break. Sadly, it doesn't happen with anything akin to predictability. Page breaks and new chapters do not necessarily mean reading from a different perspective. Still, the story is easy to follow despite this. The narrative voice is never left ambiguous.
The world is similar to a thousand others like it. The only saving grace is their magical training ground, the crucible. Inside a book full of fairy tales and historical mythology lies a lush and exquisite landscape for a mage to hone their skills. They can practice in a meadow by their lonesome or battle their way through any number of fantastical tales. They can also use it for extremely dangerous travel through books of the same type.
Even at the end of the book, I cared little for the characters. Nothing really drew me to them even though the prose kept me attentive. I didn't hate it, but I didn't love it either. Depending on the synopsis of the next book, I may or may not continue this series.


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