Normally I like this author, but the style on this one didn't work for me.
Here's an excerpt of the protagonist's mother talking to her eight-year-old son:
"You have read my dear Jackie's journals; you know what became of Ebenezer Dawes, and the Fancher brothers, and the crew of the Iapetus. Rest assured, my son, that there were many others in the adventurer's trade besides those who died inglorious deaths through some tiny slip, some minuscule gap in their education, some tiny shortcoming in their skills. You are my beloved son, and it would please me to see you live a long and quiet life, untroubled by any extraordinary risk, but you are your father's son, and blood will tell. If I were to attempt to keep you at home one moment longer than you choose..."
It goes on like this for quite a bit more.
So the lesser problem here is that people don't actually talk like this, and in particular they don't talk like this to eight-year-old boys. The greater problem is that this is boring, and I am bored reading it, and I don't want to read a whole book full of people declaiming like this.
I read a few more pages after the mother stopped talking, but the narrator talks in basically the same voice, so I gave up on it.