Ambergate is the sequel to Murkmere, and picks up approximately where the first book left off, but with a new narrator: The servant Scruff has never had a real name, and came to Murkmere after committing a crime in the Capital. When soldiers come looking for her, she must flee, beginning a journey that leads her back to the Capital, towards Leah, and into the heart of a revolution against the country's ruling government and religion. After Murkmere I came to this book hoping to find Murkmere's atmospheric sense of magic and more mature writing, since this is Elliott's second book. Unfortunately, Ambergate is a step down: magic is fleeing and unexplored, Scruff fails to be a compelling protagonist, and Elliott's style is disjointed by constant changes in point of view. It is a disappointing sequel, and drags down both books in the series. I don't recommend it.
I generally avoid reading series because I don't like being obligated the book that comes next. Murkmere had a promising, haunting atmosphere with an intriguing undercurrent of magic; it was also Elliott's first book, and her inexperience showed in a hesitant text that never quite managed to embrace its themes or sweep the reader away with its language. So, despite my dislike for sequels, I had high hopes for Ambergate, thinking that the experience of her first book would help Elliott improve in her second, and that this book might be a bit bolder, more decisive, and more artistic. Unfortunately, my hopes were not fulfilled. Ambergate is none of these things, and it is actually worse than its predecessor.
There are all number of issues that bothered me. First, Murkmere's strength was its ghostly magic, always sitting in the background of the story, enticing the reader. I had hoped that this book would embrace that aspect, but instead it pushes magic even further into the background: the protagonist is blind to all signs of it, and it never takes a bold role in the book. Second, Elliott spends a fair amount of time trying to explain why nameless orphan Scruff is important enough to be the book's protagonist, but (without giving away the plot) what makes Scruff important is nothing special, just an exaggerated crime and a personal association that she isn't even aware of. Nor does Scruff do much in the book: she is lead around and pushed through encounters, and the book's climax comes when Scruff learns she does not need to do the important act that she was charged with. Superstitious and timid, without an active role or purpose, Scruff is a difficult character to identify with and root for. Third, Elliott changes point of view often, and these changes are disorientating and messy. Scruff narrates most of the book in first person, but constant interruptions jump into the heads of half a dozen other characters, all narrated in third person. These jumps come without warning, suddenly dumping the reader in a new narrative voice and a new character, and they are hard to followprobably even more so for the intended young adult audience. This writing style, which was not present in Murkmere, is messy and seems like the mark of an unpracticed writernot of a second novel.
Ambergate boasts no real strengths to counteract these flaws. The plot is more solid than the book's prequel, and has a better defined conclusion. The characters are simplistic, but the settings have depth and personality. But the book does not stand out, and the various flaws drag it down. While Murkmere was a decent text that looked like it would lead to an even better sequel, Ambergate is actually quite disappointing. It lacks strength and character, the protagonist is nothing special, and the writing is messy. I do not recommend this book, and since Murkmere's abrupt end depends so heavily on this sequel, I don't recommend the series as a whole.