♾️ ⭐️ This is one of the wittiest, sharpest, and most deliciously antagonistic romances I’ve ever read. I'm giving this infinity stars and honestly, that still isn't enough
"Isn't forgetting you preferable to continuing to hate you?"
"I'd rather you hate me than not think of me at all."
WHAT TO EXPECT:
✨ fantasy romance
✨ healer x assassin
✨ hate at first sight
✨ mutual loathing
✨ enemies to (not quite) lovers
✨ forced proximity
✨ opposite attract
✨ the SLOWEST of slow burns
✨ he falls first and harder
✨ major denial of feelings
✨ “touch her and die”
✨ 1.5/5 spice
✨ the best banter ever!!!
✨ intellectual humor and overall fantastic writing
✨ magical adventures and shenanigans
✨ mystery
✨ cozy but also high stakes
✨ interesting magic and world
✨ first in a duology / open ending
✨ TW: graphic violence, torture, murder, medical content including fictional diseases affecting adults and children, and depictions of sick children in a hospital-like setting.
My Thoughts:
I AM IN LOVE!!!! Seriously, one of the best books I've ever read! I haven’t laughed this hard while reading in a long time. The banter?? Immaculate. The tension?! Juicy. The denial of attractions / feelings??? Olympic level.
I was already feral over the concept of a healer and an assassin (who absolutely hate each other) being forced to team up. But what blew me away was just how smart and funny this book is. It's like watching two hyper-competent prideful people try to out-snark, out-principle, and out-deny their way into falling in love.
Let’s talk about Osric (my favorite unhinged assassin 🥷). Osric is dramatic, sarcastic, self-assured to the point of delusion, and somehow still charming as hell. Basically, he's an irresistible bastard. His internal monologue had me crying on the floor laughing so hard. He’s 100% peacocking at all times, not because he likes Aurienne (sure lol), but because he’s just that guy - egotistical AF and flustered by how completely unimpressed she is. And it drives him crazy! He is chaos. I love him.
Opposite him is Aurienne 👩⚕️ - a morally rigid healer with absolutely no time for Osric's bullshit. She’s brilliant, prideful, deeply principled, and kind of a bitch (but, I'm into it). With her sharp tongue, cutting dry humor, and an unshakable sense of superiority, she meets every ounce of Osric’s nonsense with absolute disdain. She's so tightly wound “she could do a Kegel and snap your c*ck off,” and honestly? Pop off queen. Aurienne doesn't just resist Osric. No, she refuses to acknowledge his existence beyond what’s medically necessary. And yet, somehow, their dynamic is electric. Watching her barely tolerate his presence while he slowly spirals into emotional ruin is one of the great joys of this book. It's truly glorious. 😂
But underneath all the sarcasm and standoffishness, a little romance blooms. You might have to squint to see it at first, but little by little, it starts to show. This truly is an enemies-to-lovers story that doesn’t just flirt with hatred. It deep dives into it, and then emerges with feelings. Reluctantly. Osric begins to admire Aurienne for her intelligence, beauty, stubbornness and he genuinely has faith she’s the only one who can save his life. And somewhere along the way, his hate disappears and is replaced by something way more complicated (and totally unwanted). The moment he realizes he's already in love with her? Absolutely devastating (for him lol). And so perfect.
Meanwhile, Aurienne is still in full denial mode, holding onto her moral high ground and trying not to care. Osric wants her badly but will try and definitely fail to resist. That push and pull is exactly what’ll make the next book so much fun!!!! Watching them fight their feelings and slowly give in is going to be a wild ride. I NEED THE NEXT BOOK, LIKE, YESTERDAY!
Now, let's talk about spice. It's minimal but what we got was good! Ostic's solo scene!!!! Screaming! When I read, "He did not, in his defense, touch himself. Not immediately, anyways," my heart exploded, the sound that left my mouth was ungodly, and I proceeded to black out for the next page and a half. 🔥 I was levitating. My body wasn’t ready. Honestly, I blame Brigitte Knightley because she edged us the entire book, and by the time she threw us a single crumb of spice, my ovaries detonated.
And then that kiss!!! OMG! It was so emotionally loaded and intense I swear time stopped. I was holding my breath the whole time. Easily one of the most magical moments in the entire book. Fulfilling, electric, and once it was over, I wanted to cry because what do you mean we have to wait for book two for more?!?!?!
Okay, onto topics that are less romance related . . .
The plot itself? Super satisfying. While the romance is front and center, there’s also a really solid storyline that unfolds alongside it. Osric and Aurienne go on several quests: some to heal him, others tied to the mystery of the spreading pox, and a string of assassinations (mostly on Osric's end). Everything is connected, and the mystery slowly unravels in a way that keeps you guessing.
Some of my favorite moments:
🖕 Their hate at first sight meet-cute (the loathing had me hooked)
🌅 The lighthouse convergence (magical and so atmospheric)
🍻 The Bunghole spying operation (I need to see Aurienne's "Make It Bounce" top lol)
🩸 Osric shadow-walking at Wellesley’s castle (I gasped!)
💦 Osric being very not innocent in Aurienne’s bedroom while she’s asleep 😈
💋 The kiss (still not over it)
The world building. I, personally, didn't have any issues with it, and in fact enjoyed how it was done. You’re essentially thrown into the world without an info dump and you pick things up as you go. It’s immersive, occasionally a little confusing, but always intriguing. And as you dive deeper, you find a rich and layered world with political intrigue and unique magic. The Tacn, the magical orders, and the deofols (who have personalities and talk!!) are such cool elements! We’ve only just scratched the surface, so I can’t wait to find out more in the next book.
But just FYI, it's not immediately clear if this is an alternate version of our world or time period, or something else entirely. There are nods to the Julian calendar and real-world countries, but also magic, kingdoms, and ancient orders. Personally, I didn’t mind the ambiguity. It added to the intrigue and made it feel unique.
And finally, the writing. I think Brigitte Knightley is one of the most talented authors of our generation. I love how she weaves together such an intriguing story with sharp wit, emotional depth, and genuinely laugh-out-loud moments. Her prose is clever without being overly pretentious. And the dialogue? Unmatched. Every conversation is a game of verbal chess, and she writes with this effortless intelligence that perfectly mirrors her characters.
That said, the writing style might not be for everyone. This book doesn’t let you turn your brain off. The humor is sarcastic, dry, witty, deadpan, and unapologetically smart. It leans into wordplay and clever dialogue, which fits the characters perfectly. I personally had to look up a few words (and I’m not mad about it), but it never pulled me out of the story. If you’re not into that kind of humor or prefer lighter reads, this might feel dense. But if you get it? It’s hilarious. If you enjoy smart, layered writing that makes you work a little and rewards you for it, you’re going to eat this up.
Overall, if you love enemies-to-lovers, rich banter, sarcastic humor, magic, and mystery, you need this book. Osric and Aurienne are absolute disasters in the most delightful way, and I am begging the book gods for the sequel ASAP.
And while there are nods to DMATMOOBIL, this is 100% an original story and truly stands on its own. I believe fans and new readers alike will enjoy it very much!
Thank you NetGalley for providing an eARC in exchange for an honest review! As always, all opinions are my own.
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Update 07/30: I just finished the audiobook and it is amazing as well!! Both narrators are fantastic! I LOVE their voices and think they were cast perfectly. So whether you read the book or listen to the audiobook, you can’t go wrong.
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Favorite Quotes:
It was hard being perfect in an imperfect world, but Aurienne managed. If she had a flaw, it was that she was the Best, and she knew she was the Best. Some called it arrogance. She called it competence untainted by performative humility.
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Aurienne had touched a great many unpleasant things in the course of her career - secretions, purulent exudates, effusions of every description - but none were as loathsome as a Fyren.
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"Insult me again and I'll have your head."
"You'd be in possession of at least twice the amount of brains, then."
"Perhaps I should let you. It would be the charitable thing."
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What a pity this Haelan was of use to him. She's be far more tolerable dead.
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"Is that blood?" asked Aurienne.
"Just a bit of battle sweat," said Mordaunt.
"Yours?" asked Aurienne, with a moderate effort to keep the hope from her voice.
"No," scoffed Mordaunt. "What a stupid question."
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"You - you killed someone while they were eating yoghurt?" asked Aurienne.
"Yes. It was good yoghurt, too."
"You ate the yoghurt?"
"After he was dead, yes. He'd hardly touched it. What? What's the matter? Have you mistaken me for someone respectable?"
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He was a Fine Specimen in the way an abscess might be a Fine Specimen - the best, most shapely, most beautiful abscess in the world still brimmed with foulness and ought to be incised and drained.
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How intimate it was to feel Fairhrim's breath against his skin. Bit tingly. Bit pleasurable. Bit disturbing. Nothing about Fairhrim was pleasurable.
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"You'll fix me or die with me," said Osric.
"Oh? It's threats now, is it?"
"It's a thing called incentivisation."
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There was such witchery in a pair of bright eyes. Pity they had to be hers.
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"I am a great appreciator of beauty," said Mordaunt. In the face of Aurienne's raised brows he added, "You look as though you doubt me."
"Killing is the ugliest thing there is."
"One must fund the beauty somehow."
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Impressive, how Fairhrim could fix her stare right between his shoulder blades, so hard that he could feel it. Bit stabby, really.
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He looked at her as one who wished to worship, and one who wished to defile.
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Hate could feel strangely like something else.
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"Pretty?" interjected Mordaunt. "Who's prettier, her or me?"
This gave the bandit chief pause. He pressed a meaty finger to his chin and consulted his colleagues.
Aurienne begged them to flee while they could; Maudaunt hushed her and said, "Let them talk."
The bandit chief emerged from the conference and said, "About the same."
Aurienne gasped in outrage. Mordaunt, labouring under the delusion that he was prettier, also gasped.
"Well," said Mordaunt, "now you're definitely going to die."
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He was, indeed, very good at what he did. The problem was that what he did was Very Bad.
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Osric swept a hand through his hair. She ignored him. He flexed his abs. No reaction. He bit his lip. Disregarded. He made a deep guttural sound when she wiped cold hlutoform against him. She told him to act like a grown man. She was the Worst.
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She instructed him to dress and exited the room, and thus deprived herself of further viewings of his superb masculinity, which was her loss.
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"I don't want further deaths on my conscious - "
"Solution: stop having a conscience."
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Fairhrim had no business having Thighs of Interest.
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Was she beautiful? No. Osric was a great connoisseur of beauty. She was not beautiful. All there was to see here was an annoyingly unafraid gaze and a maddening mouth that alternated between sprouting nonsense and overly sharp sense at random intervals. She was pretty at best. Just pretty.
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“What did you do?"
"He fell."
"He fell?"
"Yes. On the fork."
"He fell on the fork? Twenty times?"
"Yes. Due to . . . fear."
"What was he afraid of?"
"The fork."
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How could he not admire her? He liked rare things. He cherished the exceptional.
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She wasn't charmed by him; she wasn't frightened by him; she wasn't seduced or intrigued by or remotely curious about anything to do with him. Who did she think she was? Her utter lack of interest killed him. He hated her.
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"There's fuckery underway."
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Aurienne rolled her eyes so hard, she saw her frontal cortex.
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"You're a common thief."
"Common? How dare you?"
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Osric continued to feel superior to Fairhrim, and all was well in the world, except for the knife in his gut, and the fact that she might, after all, be prettier than him.
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He did not, in his defense, touch himself. Not immediately, anyways.
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Osric did not want Fairhrim to be beautiful. He was susceptible to beauty. He was an Appreciator of beautiful things. He wanted to acquire them. He wanted them to be his.
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She was a thing between desire and impossibility.
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I would like to die suffocated by your thighs did not seem an appropriate response at this time.
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What was between them? An ebb and a flow, curiosity and guilt, today's fatal daydream and tomorrow's scars.
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But she had looked up at him, and he had discovered how her wet hair caught pentagrams of stars, and watched raindrops trickle down her throat and make a necklace of moon glitter there, and the kleptomaniac urge had risen, and he, weak-willed fool that he was, had yielded to it.
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It hadn't been love at first sight, but at last sight.
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