
I might be nine months late to the party on this count, but wow am I so glad I picked this up when I got the chance. It would require something strong to bring me back into the rhythm of reading, and Wintersong was exactly what I needed. I’ve been in a reading slump the past week, after reading two amazing 5-star novels in rapid succession ( The Empress and The Cruel Prince, if you’d care to know) and realising that it’d be a long while before I got my hands on another book of equal calibre. I am compassion and hatred and contradiction. I am self-indulgent, selfish, yet selfless. I am a girl who loves strawberries, chocolate torte, songs in a minor key, moments stolen from chores, and childish games. I am a sister, a daughter, a friend, who fiercely protects those dear to her. ‘”I am,” I said slowly, “a girl with music in her soul. And with time and the old laws working against her, Liesl must discover who she truly is before her fate is sealed.

Drawn to the strange, captivating world she finds and the mysterious man who rules it – she soon faces an impossible decision. But when her own sister is taken by the Goblin King, Liesl has no choice but to journey to the Underground to save her.

Now eighteen and helping to run her family’s inn, Liesl can’t help but feel that her musical dreams and childhood fantasies are slipping away. They’ve enraptured her mind, her spirit, and inspired her musical compositions.

All her life, Liesl has heard tales of the beautiful, dangerous Goblin King.
