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lightreadsA Taste of Gold and Iron
3/5. A prince with an anxiety disorder investigates a plot involving currency devaluation with the assistance of his stern new body guard, then there are tropes and queer romance.
Boy, I don’t know. It’s that thing where someone writes one of your narrative buttons – fealty, in this case, and particularly where it is tangled up with romantic love – and you’re like great, I should love this book. But then the book jumps up and down on that button . . . and jumps up and down on it . . . and jumps up and down on it . . . and eventually you’re just like suffering monkeys, would you lay off for a hot fucking second. And this is one of my bulletproof narrative kinks, so to say Rowland rides it too hard is really incredible.
I mean, this is full of tropes – making out to avoid capture, fake relationship except whoops it’s for real, hot bodyguard, to name just a few. And the prince half of this couple has big Katsuki Yuuri energy, if you’re into that. So yeah, it’s an enjoyable queer romance fantasy. But I should have loved every second, and instead I enjoyed parts of it and was annoyed by parts of it, which is not what I wanted out of this. I’m actually starting to suspect that I find Rowland’s writing annoying in general, but that’s a whole other thing.
3/5. A prince with an anxiety disorder investigates a plot involving currency devaluation with the assistance of his stern new body guard, then there are tropes and queer romance.
Boy, I don’t know. It’s that thing where someone writes one of your narrative buttons – fealty, in this case, and particularly where it is tangled up with romantic love – and you’re like great, I should love this book. But then the book jumps up and down on that button . . . and jumps up and down on it . . . and jumps up and down on it . . . and eventually you’re just like suffering monkeys, would you lay off for a hot fucking second. And this is one of my bulletproof narrative kinks, so to say Rowland rides it too hard is really incredible.
I mean, this is full of tropes – making out to avoid capture, fake relationship except whoops it’s for real, hot bodyguard, to name just a few. And the prince half of this couple has big Katsuki Yuuri energy, if you’re into that. So yeah, it’s an enjoyable queer romance fantasy. But I should have loved every second, and instead I enjoyed parts of it and was annoyed by parts of it, which is not what I wanted out of this. I’m actually starting to suspect that I find Rowland’s writing annoying in general, but that’s a whole other thing.