It suited him, in the mundane sense that it matched his colouring. The lobe of Laurent’s ear was pierced through with the ornament of his uncle’s lover. When he forced it upwards, it fixed instead on the earring. But, wow, in this case it's as slow burn as the romance between Dumbledore and Mcgonagall. In fact, it's pretty much the only kind of romance I like. Everyone is always aware of the others’ penises.Īlso, let's talk slow burn. It felt like yet another case of fetishizing gay men.Įven when dramatic stuff is supposed to be happening, even in political meetings, there’s a constant genital awareness in every scene. All the descriptions of everything are sexual (but not, I might add, sexy). Damen goes to find this guy and he’s screwing the stable boy he goes to find yet another guy and he is described by his state of undress, with particular mention of the way he is holding his pants up. The plot is a thinly-veiled disguise for the sexual descriptions.Īnd on that matter - why is everyone so obsessed with penises? They are hanging out everywhere. I don't buy into the whole 'it has so much more than romance! politics and royal scandals!' No, it doesn't. Really, did we read the same book?įirstly, this book is erotica with some snoozeworthy politics and battles thrown in. All my friends seem to love it (5 stars kind of loving), even those who are the toughest romance critics. I quite liked (but didn't love) the first book I had some issues but I pushed them to the back of my mind because I was so happy to have both a M/M romance in fantasy AND for it to be slow burn. Because I am literally starting to feel like I read a completely different book from everyone else.

The prince's gambit