I love Patricia C. Wrede, so I had high hopes for this book, especially since it takes on a fairy tale that has not been retold to death.
Apparently this was one of her earliest works, and it shows. Set in Elizabethan England, the characters speak in the dialect of the time, and it usually comes off sounding stilted at best--especially against the not-Elizabethan descriptions of everything else, as well as occasional bursts of modern-day speech by the characters--and at the worst like something a fourth-grader wrote. "Mother, hast thou the poultice? This gentleman haveth need." "Nay child!" etc.
The dialogue was the first stumbling block but I kept trudging on, only to find other problems. The villains--a discontented fairy, a water spirit, and either a tree spirit or a troll, it's never entirely clear--are straight out of an early-90s Disney movie knockoff, and I kept picturing them as poorly drawn cartoons. Their motives are never really explained, but since they're evil I suppose their aspiration is just to be evil and do harm to the good people/gain POWER OVER FAERIE.
A few times it seemed like there wasn't enough time to write a scene, so things are moved along/explained not by the characters themselves but by the omniscient narrator. "By chance, the Widow, Rose and Blanche were gone from the cottage that day, so their existence was not discovered by the other two sets of magicians." Oh ok, thanks for that. I was really worried! (Plus: That the Widow never earns a name is annoying. She has a last name, which I've forgotten, but for the most part she's referred to simply as "the Widow.")
There's some romance, and I am pretty sure the book ends with a double wedding, considering there are two beautiful sisters AND two handsome, upstanding faerie princes as major characters. The romances are clumsily moved along via too-loud protestations and encouraging words that are not only part of the dialogue but also explained by that pesky narrator. "Blanche's sudden, uncharacteristic burst of feeling met with a puzzled glance from Hugh, an exchange not lost on the Widow."
There are many similar gestures and expressions that are carefully described as to make abundantly clear that some people are in LOVE, some people are SHIFTY, etc. People pull wicked faces while other people's backs are conveniently turned to reach for a spell ingredient. People close their eyes during a spell and so can't see that their two evil henchmen are exchanging knowing glances. And, in one especially annoying, useless scene, the prince notices that one of the Queen's 14 ladies in waiting has a brief expression of triumph/malice when the Queen is delivering some bad news. Even though he's been astute enough to notice this millisecond-long smile, the narrator tells us that he's too busy to deal with it and so forgets about it immediately.
By the final third of the book, I was so bored that I couldn't finish. I knew the evil people were about to make one last push to finish their evilness, and that the good people were probably going to have a few stressful moments before they came out on top, but I just didn't care about any of them.
I was excited that this book was reprinted, but IMO it does nothing to further Wrede's catalog. Her short stories, Enchanted Forest books and Cecilia books are much better than this Robin McKinley wannabe, and I hope that this was no one's first Wrede experience.
As a side note, this book originally appeared in Terri Windling's fairy tale series. Most of the other titles are out of print (fine by me, if they're like this one) with the exception of Briar Rose, Jane Yolen's excellent, haunting retelling of the Holocaust and Sleeping Beauty.