Warning - this review contains minor spoilers.
In my opinion, Chandlefort far surpasses the previous book in the Shadow of the Bear series - Clovermead. Perhaps my favorite thing about it is that though there is an antagonist and a protagonist, the antagonist, Mallow, is so well written, we get to know him so well, that I find it impossible to hate him even though Clovermead does at times. We spend so much of our time while reading the other books in the series, feeling hatred for one character or another, but for me at least the overpowering emotion in this book is sorrow, and empathy.
For anyone, who, like me, has had their love spurned by someone that has led them on, intentionally or otherwise, this book will certainly tug at your heartstrings, for want of a better phrase. Many of us have felt ourselves to be in the same situation as Mallow, or Clovermead - minus the dead bears and sword fighting and all that, of course. And for that reason, this book can be a wonderful companion, story, and a kind of comfort for those of us who need to be reminded that we are not alone.
Mallow, the antagonist, is a man who has been raised from the dead by Lord Ursus. His hatred and need for revenge on the woman who led him on, then tore out his heart and felt "only a pale regret", has survived the grave. That woman is Clovermead's mother, Lady Cindertallow, or, as she is called by both Mallow and Ambrosius - Melisande. Through the dust that he gives Clovermead in exchange for her heart's blood, and through Melisande's own rendition, we hear the story of a wonderful, if slightly arrogant young lord who comes to love a beautiful young woman, the Lady Cindertallow, only to have his fragile heart broken when he's thrown over for the carpenters son. We hear of his descent into despair, his death, and the sorrow that Melisande's heartless decisions brought upon innocent people. Mallow's sorrow is so great that I, for one, cannot help but feel sorry for him, and there is nothing abhorrent in his personality to warrant an antagonist aside from his burning need for revenge and his willingness to do anything to get it.
Another new character that we are introduced to in Chandlefort is the Lady Saraband - the young, beautiful dancing lady, who was once the Demoiselle when Lady Cindertallow had no heir. Aside from that, she gains Sorrels heart as they spend a pleasurable evening dancing together, and Clovermead is left on the outside - scarred and alone, just like Mallow. The delightful banter between Clovermead and Sorrel that provided a wonderful distraction in Clovermead is not so prolific in Chandlefort, being taken over by Clovermead's jealousy. Perhaps that is the strangest thing about this book - the protagonist, Clovermead, who reaches out to the antagonist, Mallow, for comfort and understanding in her loneliness. Through the exchange of blood and dust they each begin to know each other a little better - and though I may be wrong, it seems to me that Mallow comes to love Clovermead almost as much as he once loved Melisande. In any case, Saraband is an interesting introduction, and we would perhaps like her if it were not for Clovermead's prejudices, and Saraband's annoying stubbornness on some matters.
Sorrel is, as ever, a wonderfully fun character, still kind and polite and funny, treating Clovermead as a cherished friend - even though that is perhaps not how Clovermead wants to be treated. His interlude in a field surrounded by a lot of playful bears that call him "little snack" and do not want to let him off the haystack is very diverting and entertaining. And though he conducts a romance with Saraband, it does not change his character at all - which is a relief.
In Lady Cindertallow, we see more of the woman that was hinted at in the first book - a good mother, with a heart that used to love fiercely until her husband was killed, but at the same time she can be a ruthless, proud and cold woman, too used to wielding power - making it easier to cast people aside, just like Mallow. We learn of her love for Ambrosius, and see her tears over he husbands grave, but also learn of her cruelty not just in Mallows case, but in that she admits that she would have killed any of Ambrosius (Clovermead's father) friends who broke their imposed exile, merely because it would have been too painful for her to see them. It is wonderful however, to see through both Mallow's dust and Clovermead's dreams, who Ambrosius was before he was killed, and how he was responsible for the shape-changing abilities that Clovermead has.
My only slight problem with the book is a slightly superficial one perhaps - Mallow is described as being a handsome, pretty man with ringlets and amazing strength, and I found it vaguely disturbing and annoying that Clovermead cut off many of his fingers - the destruction of beauty is always abhorrent to me, and anyone else who would find the severing of limbs distasteful would do well to watch out for that.
Overall, I found the writing style of this book to be both compelling and engaging, the scenery beautifully described, the plot involved and provoking empathy, the characters delightful and interesting, and even for those who cannot see the connection between lost love and their own lives, it is a wonderful read which I would recommend for any lovers of good fantasy.