I am increasingly disappointed with Mercedes Lackey's efforts with her main creation, the world of Valdemar. This book is the latest in a trend that has seen the quality of the books set in this world (one of the most attractive in fantasy) diminish in style, rigour, and appeal. With the first trilogy (Herald-Mage Trilogy), there was exploration of the darker sides of human nature, a depth to the emotions and characterisations wholly lacking in recent offerings, and a joy in the writing that communicated itself to the reader effortlessly. This ease became less prevalent in the Gryphon books, returned somewhat in the Mage Winds and Mage Storms trilogies (more so in the latter, I think), but petered out in the middle of this trilogy. In my opinion, Lackey needs to explore more of her world, of which much has been mysteriously hinted, but very little revealed. She is at her best when exploring and revealing to the reader aspects of her creation that have heretofore gone unwritten. If she returned to this, or at least started to explore the actions and repercussions of the adults in the books - this continual diet of young-person-is-Chosen-and-must-prove-their-worth plots is becoming thin - she would regain much of the ground that was lost when this trend was first remarked upon.
Having said all that... Lackey fans _will_ enjoy this book, let us make no mistake about that. I enjoyed this book, once I realised that yet again I was not going to get what I continue to hope Lackey will eventually deliver - what I know she _can_ deliver. I did not allow my disappointment to colour the rest of the book, which is straightforward quest-for-knowledge/discovery-of-purpose. Lackey writes attractively about her world, and the characters are uniformly likeable - sometimes nauseatingly so. Make no mistake - this is not epic, in any meaning of the word. Fluff fantasy has its place, but Lackey has shown the ability to rise above the throng that seem to be rushing to fill the demand, and deliver something of greater quality. I just hope that she can do it before she becomes pigeon-holed as a writer of children's fantasy, because that is the way Valdemar is heading. I hope it doesn't get there.