~2.5~
I love fantasy, but while I enjoyed the symbolism in this story, I found it overly descriptive and somewhat frustrating.
The Winter Prince is an allegory of sorts. A prince, yearning for his best friend, the wizard’s apprentice, gives away his heart so he doesn’t have to feel the pain of longing and loving someone who will never love him back.
After three years of isolation, three years of freezing literally and metaphorically, Kisin, who was called Prince Arrow as a boy, and Razin, the powerful magician (an apprentice in name only), set off on a quest to free the prince’s heart. On the way they meet a lioness—a woman in a beast’s body—who also happens to be the prince’s betrothed.
There are so many IDEAS in this book, so many Deep Meanings. Kisin and Razin talk and fight and claw at each other. Razin is snarky and bitchy, but fiercely protective and loyal. He warms Kisin, but the heat burns; it hurts to thaw, to LIVE again, to FEEL. (Isn’t that a Bon Jovi song?)
There is absolutely no steam until the last few pages, and even then it’s so abstract, I had to go back and make sure I was actually reading a sex scene.
Plus, the ending well and truly sucked. It was a poor attempt at philosophy and compromise, but I don't consider it a HEA.
This book is just over 2,000 Kindle locations, but it felt much longer than that. I loved the premise of the story, but R. Cooper’s writing style just doesn’t work for me. The big picture always seems to get lost in the details. It’s words and more words, but no focus, no tangible moments. I can’t connect with her characters, and they never seem to connect with each other.
If you’re a fan of this author and like magic & fantasy, you will likely enjoy this story more than I did.