


Much of the “adventure” part of the story created the bulk of my boredom. And while Malachiasz and Nadya form an uncertain alliance, it is clear that neither can trust the other and both have their own ends to meet. As Serafin’s father calls him from the front and back home for reasons Serafin suspects are more nefarious than his father lets on, both characters eventually make their way to the heart cause of the war, the Tranavian King. The story begins when Prince Serafin of Tranavia and his army attack and desecrate the monastery where Nadya lives, setting into motion what she believes is her destiny to end the war and bring her gods back to Serafin’s people. Malachiasz, a powerful blood mage and ex-vulture (blood mages who have transformed themselves grotesquely in exchange for power), is another key player in this rather tumultuous war as he joins forces with Nadya.

The story centers mainly around the characters Nadya and Serafin on opposite ends of a war, the first a young cleric who has the unique power to converse with and receive power blessings from all of the gods her people believe in and the second a young prince of a land that has defected from the gods in favor of using heretical–so far as Nadya’s people believe–blood magic. On more than one occasion I had to put the book down in favor of something else because I could feel myself slipping into a slump with it.Īnd yet, ironically at the same time, Wicked Saints was actually a rather quick read. For me, the experience of reading Wicked Saints was one that teetered back and forth between fascinating and boring. It’s the sort of novel that leaves you feeling conflicted, unsure whether or not you actually enjoyed it or if there were just fractions of the story that you would love to see replicated somewhere else.

I genuinely have no idea how to feel about Wicked Saints by Emily A.
