I have very mixed feelings about this book.
If you’re approaching it with full fanfic brain engaged, viewing the plot as essentially a framing device for the romance and basically sitting with your mouth open waiting to be fed delicious tropes, you will probably adore this: this baby can contain SO MUCH yearning and pining and intimacy, so many “oh my god, there was only one bed!” type moments and sacrifice and fealty and snuggling and all that good stuff. And I THOUGHT that was the mindset I was reading with, but apparently I was wrong, because while I enjoyed it a lot in the moment, when I reached the end I found myself disappointed that Rowland didn’t care more about the plotty stuff, or about consistent characterisation.
And by the end of the book Prince Kadou seems to have learned precisely nothing: he began the book getting into trouble (and indirectly causing deaths) largely because he decided to keep secrets from his sister the Sultan & caused his loyal retainers to have divided loyalties; he ends the book once more keeping a secret from his sister the Sultan, & causing his retainers to have divided loyalties. Like. Babe. No.
This book reads like a mashup of the things the writer finds most delicious about The Goblin Emperor and The Captive Prince, which absolutely should be catnip for me - but the end result feels more like something by Megan Derr. (I’m quite well disposed to Megan Derr, but her writing always feels like the equivalent of fake bacon - you can enjoy it well enough if you’re in the right frame of mind, but never for a split second do you mistake it for anything real, either in terms of worldbuilding or human interactions.)
Evemer (whom I believe Rowland has acknowledged is very much inspired by MDZS’s Lan Zhan) is a consistent character, and I find his choices and characterisation plausible and engaging, but Kadou reads like a patchwork of Katherine Addison’s cinnamon roll Emperor Maia and C S Pacat’s delicious spiky vicious damaged brilliant hot mess Prince Laurent, and much as I love both of those characters, this hybrid just…doesn’t ring true? I’m looking back on his choices and behaviour throughout the book and feeling frustrated, tbh. I feel like his self destructive spoilt brat shenanigans early on are just there to manipulate the reader’s emotions; it doesn’t mesh with the Kadou we’re supposed to believe is the real shining golden prince. (Pacat’s Laurent, otoh, is both a genuinely damaged self-destructive hot mess [abuse-survivor Hamlet fighting for his life in his uncle’s corrupt court] and also has EXTREMELY excellent & specific reasons for being uncharacteristically cruel AF towards Damen; Kadou by contrast really does not have any good reason to be a pouty resentful dick towards Evemer, whose worst crime is being chilly and disapproving, and this treatment really jars with who we’re told he is and how we’re told he treats his guards.)
I…I don’t really find Kadou disarming the way I think Rowland wants me to? Perhaps I need to know more about Anxiety disorders? Idk. I like Tadek, and I like most of the supporting characters; I especially like the “I don’t do retainers” witch who pops up near the end. But the woobified Prince with his anxiety disorder? Honestly, he didn’t win me over the way I think he was supposed to.
And relatedly, I don’t really like or believe in his sister the Sultan as much as I should. As I reflect upon what I would have changed to make this book ring more true, I think that tackling the Sultan & her inner court would have been a good starting place. Where are all her ministers and advisors? The cousins, the grandparents, the rest of the aristocracy? Where are all the wet nurses and maids and attendants for the baby? Why is she written more like a TV version of a dynamic upper middle class American working mom instead of the hereditary sole ruler of a powerful nation? She repeatedly makes careless assumptions & doles out half-assed punishments, and neither she nor Kadou nor anyone else reads like people who ACTUALLY live and operate within a traditional royal court, bound by the weight of profoundly UNdemocratic attitudes towards class, worth, status etc.
I like the worldbuilding of the matrilineal society which considers babies as part of the mother’s family, and the maternal uncle far more important to a child than whichever guy a woman uses as a sperm donor; I like the little glances at linguistics and culture clashes. I DON’T love the way that (as in Derr’s books, and quite a lot of American fantasies) court life is depicted with this odd Disneyfied lack of awareness of class system, and its impact. It’s like they’re upper middle class family and friends all hanging out and bickering affectionately on the set of some US TV show, and given that I know Rowland has watched at least ONE Chinese court drama, I’m honestly surprised she thinks this will fly? Where are the wet nurses and the dozens of maids that would absolutely be looking after the newborn crown princess? (And what drugs are they feeding the baby to make her such a well behaved and convenient little cuddle-prop, come to that?) Where are the degrees and layers of formality which should characterise Kadou’s interactions with different people of different rank?
The central plotty issue is that someone is minting fake coins - and this IS a great problem to hang a plot upon, but Rowland doesn’t really follow through on it, imho? We know this has happened from the first chapter, and Rowland is at pains to have Kadou spell out exactly how and why this has potentially DEVASTATING repercussions for the economy and international relations…but the investigation is half-assed throughout, and I’m left wondering both how the hell the conspirators got away with their scheme for as long as they did, and also how they were able to suborn as many people as they apparently were? Not to mention how the country is going to cope with the repercussions of the fact that it seems some fake money IS out in the world, and there’s absolutely no way that gossip & rumours haven’t spread.
Idk - I feel like The Sleuth Of The Ming Dynasty did better by this plot, and it was only dealt with for a handful of episodes.
And then there’s also the question of why, given how EXCEEDINGLY VALUABLE the magical power of being a human lie-detector is, and given that apparently some people just have this skill, why on earth does the country (a) not have at least one such person on permanent retainer within the legal system or indeed (b) have a history of marrying them into noble/royal lines for the useful genetics, and why is the one such character (whom I love!) who appears in the plot just randomly working for some sketchy unreliable assholes instead of living like a goddamn queen? (I love her, though; presumably someone asked Rowland this very question at some point during the editing process, since they lampshade the “she doesn’t do retainers” thing, but that just doesn’t cut it - if this is a power that some people actually have, the judicial system would *definitely* be built around finding and retaining them, probably from childhood.
This is a bit of worldbuilding thrown in to facilitate a SPECTACULAR piece of romantic tropeyness, but it has repercussions that leave you thinking “but…?!?”
…idk, I just feel like this could have been a much better book if Rowland had cared more about the plot and worldbuilding stuff half as much as she did about the lizard brain squee-inducing stuff, and I wish that she had? Because I’ve been rereading a lot of Bujold and The Goblin Emperor lately (as well as lots of KJ Charles) and I was hoping for an id-pleasing epic fantasy queer romance that *also* nailed the worldbuilding and the plotty shenanigans.