Isn't it great when a pre-order you forgot about suddenly arrives, like an unholiday gift?
This time, house witch Finlay Ashowan is on a quest for the king as a spy--even though he has no magic whatsoever away from home, which is the royal castle. Unbeknownst to his paramour, Lady Annika Jenoure, they are both assigned the same mission, which gets awkward. When he seems to get into trouble, he makes proverbial lemonade from lemons and orchestrates spontaneous street festivals! Or suddenly changes his voice and manner to appear as a brothel's very gay stylist and dressmaker. When SHE thinks he's in trouble, she sends in troops. A seasoned spy often prone to violence, tempestuous even in her milder moments, when Annika goes in herself, people are likely to die. They're an unlikely couple but strongly attuned to each other. Meanwhile, the Kraken speaks!
This time around, Finlay's relations get involved, too. His mother, a healing witch, is called upon to care for the queen as the end of a very precarious pregnancy nears. At the same time, his estranged father, a power-hungry, human-despising fire witch and dangerous enemy of their country, approaches their shores in prelude to war. ( It turns out that only the eyes--besides everything that's not obvious to the eye-- distinguish Finlay from his father; his are the clearest blue, his father's are charcoal black.) The captain of the knights, who remain under Finlay's dominion since the first book, falls in love with mom and goes so far as to ask Finlay's permission to court her, which leaves Finlay gobsmacked and speechless.
A backstory about an air witch seriously injured by Finlay's father at least two decades earlier, which turns into a present day combat competition between Fin and an earth witch, presents an unnecessary distraction. It seems our author felt they lacked enough sturm und drang to put our hero through, but this was a mistaken sideline.
The great value of this work lies in its descriptions of what is exclusively women's work, that is, pregnancy, labor, delivery, and the ever present pall of possible death--and how off the rails it all gets when a woman and her children are subjected to a man's whims because he is merely physically stronger, if not the household's sole provider (which is too often the case, rendering marriage for women akin to prostitution). It's sad that mostly only women will read this book, because it should be required reading for all men.
“I’m ashamed of who I was back then. That I let that man abuse my son that way. All because I kept reasoning to myself that, because I was healing Fin and myself, it wasn’t as terrible as it could have been. As though physical scars were the worst part, and because Aidan wasn’t home often. I didn’t believe we would be able to make ends meet if it were just Finlay and myself, even though in truth I was better off relying on my own talents than trying to support his movements ...” Kate had begun gently rubbing her thumb over the blankets idly. “It feels so much bigger than yourself when you are in that kind of marriage. It wasn’t even me that made him leave in the end.” There's naked truth for you.
This book made me cry; at what point in the story, I'll leave you to guess.