Wintersteel blew me away. I laughed more than I’ve laughed in a while. I grinned until my face hurt. I held my breath for entirely too long.

Cradle is always fun, but Wintersteel pushes everything up to eleven. It feels like every chapter has a reveal with half the series backing it, making it even more awesome. At the end of Uncrowned, I NEEDED a resolution. Wintersteel gave me that resolution, but had me even more excited for what’s next.

The only complaint I have is that the pacing of Cradle didn’t give me time to dwell on the few tragedies in this book. There are some events I want to mourn, and I’d like to do so with the characters. I don’t know that I’ll get the chance.

Small price to pay when the events themselves were so mind-blowing. This was, in my humble opinion, the best book in Cradle so far, and Cradle is my third favorite fictional book series of all time.