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306 pages, Hardcover
First published February 12, 2014
“Listen to me, Dinah,” he hissed. “Things are going to change for you, child, and you had better be made of stronger stuff than the whiny brat you seem to be now.”Nope. Didn't happen.
Mostly her days were filled with mind-numbing croquet, etiquette, history, and dancing lessons.That's pretty accurate.
“Then help me do this. Wardley, something is amiss. I can feel it. There is a lurking, a presence, a danger, something BAD is happening. And someone is trying to help us. I NEED to speak with Faina Baker, and I need your help to do it.”What?! Where the fuck did that come from?! Where is the evidence? I'm not going to take Dinah's word for it. She has these nightmares. Guess what? So do I. I regularly dream about zombies. It doesn't mean that there's going to be a zombie apocalypse anytime soon. Give me more to believe in, give me something real. I am not going to believe that there is a dark force at play in the land simply because someone tells me it is going to happen.
He was never her ally; rather, he was a man who constantly whispered twisted secrets in her father’s ear. The rumors of his extracurricular activities ran rampant in the castle.You cannot have a villain throughout the book and give no reason to his hatred of the main character.
He grabbed her chin in his hands and held it close, the scent of wine washing over her face from his hot breath. He was shaking her violently now, and she felt her knees begin to buckle.You cannot introduce a new character without giving us any resolution whatsoever by the end of the book. The book is the most frustrating book I have read in a long time because I still don't know anything by the time I finished the book.
“Wardley, what are you doing? STOP it! I have to LEAVE!”The Main Character: This book is told from the 3rd person POV of Dinah, a Princess of Wonderland, and man, is she fucking annoying. She starts off as the most spoiled 15 year old in the whole world, a Princess, a Queen of Hearts-to-be who acts more like the holy terror that is Veruca Salt from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. She starts the book as a scowling 15 year old.
“I heard him, my father. I SAW HIM."
Dinah felt her entire body tremble. “NO, NO! I can’t. Absolutely not.”
“Why are you talking to me?” she snapped. “I HATE YOU! Don’t touch me!”
“It will all be alright, child. Trust me. Now put on your brave face. Let me see it.”And the anger and resentment never stopped. She glowers. She shrieks. She snaps.
Dinah scowled.
“Why are you talking to me?” she snapped. “I HATE YOU! Don’t touch me!”Dinah does not know how to speak normally, because every other sentence from her mouth is either a command or a whine or a shout.Dinah is constantly angry. She never stops being angry. Fury rises from her at every moment.
Tears gathered at the corner of Vittiore’s eyes. Her unflinching blue gaze unnerved Dinah, who found a fury rising inside.The slightest perceived insult makes Dinah see red.
Hot rage boiled up inside of her, and Dinah’s mallet dropped from her hand.The overwhelming emotion in this book is anger, and I felt it towards Dinah, not for her. Yes, Dinah is treated poorly by her father, but Dinah herself is such an intolerable character that I never once felt any sympathy for her.
She’s a bastard child, unworthy of a minute of his time. I hope she dies of wheezing fever."Not to mention a wench.
"Vittiore—”Everything Vittiore does makes Dinah hate her more---no matter how innocuous, and I just wanted to wring Dinah's neck, or rather, off with her head!
“Is a lovely, innocent girl,” finished Harris.
Dinah shot him a nasty look, “—is a venomous wench snake,” she replied. “The very sight of her makes me ill.
There were four divisions of the men called Cards, each serving their purpose to the kingdom. Heart Cards, handsome and skilled men uniformed in red and white, protected the royal family and the palace.Club Cards, Spades, etc. Wonderland itself is beautifully described, and we get to see croquet games with all the birds running around. There are descriptions of beautiful court clothes.
The gown was lovely in a severe way, with hundreds of gray fabrics mingling together in an elaborate tweed. A large red heart arched over her shoulders and down the back of the dress, its top folds meeting at her collarbone. White ribbons ran up and down the heart in delicate ruffles. Bright-raspberry hearts dotted the full hem of the dress.If you just want to read about a pretty version of Wonderland, this book might do it. Just don't expect the usual characters.
“DINAH!” A loud voice bellowed from the throne, and Dinah felt a tiny trickle of urine roll down her leg under her dress. She had been lost in thought, standing midaisle. Dinah bowed her head. “Get up here. Now.”The Romance: Thankfully light, but completely without any emotion. Dinah's romance is limited to wishful thinking. She is going to be the Queen one day, so there is no question she can, and will get the guy of her dreams.
Wardley was the King’s favorite of all his young Cards, and maybe someday, Dinah hoped, something much more. She longed to make Wardley her husband one day, which would make him the King of Hearts beside her.That's pretty much the limitation of their romance. She holds the cards (no pun intended). Wardley is not a romantic interest. He is a pawn to be used as Dinah sees fit.
Her lips trembled. “Wardley, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know. . . .”Not recommended.
“No you didn’t,” Wardley snapped. “But I tried to tell you. No one can tell you anything, Dinah, not ever, because you’re the Princess and you do what you want. You’re not unlike your father that way.”









"I can't explain it, but I need to find her. Faina. This note wasn't sent in malice, I can feel it."


"'The price of a necklace, she thought guiltily, just one of the many jewels that sit idly in my drawer, more than enough to feed a family.' She often found herself feeling shame at such things."

"The ivory doors slammed shut behind her, the sound bouncing around the vast room. Voluminous red banners billowed from floor to ceiling, a black heart stitched across each center: the blazon of the King. Dinah's white slippers echoed loudly against the marble floors, and she felt thousands of eyes watching her, judging her. She held her crowned head as highly and regally as she could. The entire court watched her walk up the aisle, lords and ladies of noble birth, their bright fashion a blot of color on the otherwise black-and-white marble room."
"The King of Hearts stood before her now, a giant man full of fury and righteousness and an insatiable lust for food and women."
"Oh, Dinah, you are too good. This just what I needed. You're incredible, you know that?"




“She’ll wear a crown to keep her head!”




