Lady Rozemyne's second year at the Royal Academy is a blast. Except, well, it could have been a blast. The problem? The whirlwind bookworm causes so much confusion, chaos and uncertainty that she's called back home after only a week and a half. Not to say ASCENDANCE OF A BOOKWORM v18 isn't packed with a bevy of entertaining and dramatic exploits. Only to clarify: If Rozemyne is the cause so much disorder in fewer than two weeks, then what would happen were she to spend the entire term in the Sovereignty?
The novel series' preference to alternate volumes of Rozemyne-at-school and Rozemyne-at-home hits another upswing, as readers trail the troublemaker's return to the Royal Academy. It's a bit unfortunate one can only gleam the young woman's adventures in short bursts like this, but it would appear Rozemyne moves so fast and so earnestly that everyone else needs a whole volume to play catch-up.
In any case, ASCENDANCE OF A BOOKWORM v18 is a wonderful volume. The book spotlights the fruits of Rozemyne's efforts to build up the educational resilience of her fellow Ehrenfest nobles. The book also incorporates a new anonymous threat, explores a new wrinkle in the novel series' mythology and lore, and offers some love to all of the library nerds out there. And finally, the author appears increasingly invested in dropping hints of deeper foreshadowing (e.g., a possible reference to the king; a splinter sect of zealots called "biblical fundamentalists"). A handful of seeds from the previous volume have yet to sprout (e.g., the Ahrensbach duchy scheming on Ferdinand), but one shouldn't be unconvinced the author is playing the long-game here.
Notably, the novel series' character development hits a nice stride. Wilfried's warm pretentiousness is less a mark of a whiny child and more representative of an exhausted and exasperated young man. It's heartening to see (Wilfried: "She expects from others as much as she expects from herself," page 98). Ferdinand, visible through third-person accounts and the Epilogue, is almost but not quite immune to Rozemyne's antics. He regularly expresses to Sylvester and Karstedt that it's only a matter of time until another Rozemyne-problem befalls the duchy (Ferdinand: "So it finally happened," page 311).
Anarchy aside, let it not be said that Lady Rozemyne has zero social anxiety. Contrary to every other character's popular assumption, Rozemyne is a nervous wreck whenever she must reconfigure her behavior in front of someone new. She is, by almost all accounts, winging it. Which is why her sudden and newfound friendship with Hildebrand, the third prince, goes astonishingly (hilariously) well (despite everyone sweating it out whenever the two accidentally meet in the Royal Academy's library). At the book's beginning, the young woman confesses she'll probably survive just fine without noble socializing (Rozemyne: "I know I should probably socialize more, but… If my choice is between that and the library…", page 34), but it turns out combining socializing and library duties is the perfect snare for this little bookworm.
On subtler matters, ASCENDANCE OF A BOOKWORM v18 does wonders for readers more interested in the author's capacity to wring more detail out of this novel series. For example, readers still don't know what the gods and goddesses actually look like, but in this volume, one can glimpse a statue of Mestionora, the Goddess of Wisdom. And similarly, readers haven't too wide an aperture through which the novel might illuminate Yurgenschmidt's civics education, but in this volume, readers learn more about post-Civil-War alliances and the knock-on effects of shifting sociology curricula among the noble elites. And further, readers have a rather disjointed and haphazard recollection of the "divine instruments" native to the book's lore, but in this volume, readers earn a practical and distilled glimpse of Schutzaria's shield, Leidenschaft's spear, the God of Darkness's cape, and Flutrane's staff. This open and honest effort to more smoothly merge passive and active worldbuilding makes fantasy literature worth the wait. One can only hope the author continues to charm readers with more knowledge, folklore, and stories-within-stories to pry apart the history of Yurgenschmidt.
This is a good volume. A clever use of perspective-writing clues readers into the true impact of the protagonist's actions (e.g., nothing seems problematic in the moment, but later on, challenges emerge). Elsewhere, the rolling punches of Rozemyne always doing her thing with the library, yet that thing invariably spiraling farther and farther beyond her own remit, is not unexpected but funny nonetheless. Rozemyne aces her classes and rebuffs professors who think she and her peers are cheaters; she helps with a wildly dramatic fey-beast hunt but runs out of gas (and is likely to be summoned for questioning later); and she might have found a solution to that whole nobles-skimping-on-returning-books problem. And so, after a somewhat tumultuous second year at the Royal Academy, Rozemyne returns home for another scolding.