3.5¿¿
I picked this up expecting a fast-paced, storm-drenched enemies-to-lovers fantasy, full of tension, betrayal and those moments that make you scream into your pillow. And in some ways it was that, but also... not quite.Let's start with what I loved: the writing is gorgeous. Seriously, some lines stopped me in my tracks. "Fire of my blood, sun of my soul.¿ That's the kind of dramatic, sweeping vibe this book nails. And the world? Stunning, lush and layered and with clear Southeast Asian inspiration that made it feel fresh in the fantasy genre. When Talasyn and Alaric face off, their banter crackles. The tension? Yeah, it's there.But here's where I struggled: the names and politics. There are a lot of them, and I spent the first few chapters completely lost - flipping back, rereading and trying to remember who was who. Honestly, names aren't my strong suit in any book (also with actual people), but this one made it extra hard because the worldbuilding is dense. And while I appreciate ambition, it felt overwhelming at times.The pacing didn't help. The beginning hooked me, but the middle? Slow. So much political discussion, council meetings and info-dumps when I just wanted more magic, more character depth and more of that stormy energy. And the romance... okay, it's slow burn, which I usually love. But sometimes it felt like a checklist of tropes instead of a connection that hit me in the gutBut that doesn't mean that I disliked it. There are moments that sparkle, lines that made me pause and tension that made me grin. But at over 500 pages, I needed tighter plotting and a bit less... wandering.So yeah. Not the explosive, relentless rivals-to-lovers story I imagined. But still a beautifully written, politically rich book with plenty of potential