SO. MUCH. BLOOD.
Title: Rise of the Sparrows
Author: Sarina Langer
Publication Date: May 23rd 2016
Genre: High Fantasy
Series: First book
Rifarne is a country opposed to magic. When its people demand harsh action, King Aeric sees himself with no other choice but to outlaw those with the gift. Rachael, a homeless orphan with the rare gift of a Seer, soon finds herself with visions of her own violent death. When her escape goes wrong and she ends up in the clutches of a vicious Mist Woman lusting for her blood, she finds she is the only person to stop the war against people like her – and assassinating the King to
become Queen to a people who once wanted her dead may well be the only way to do just that.
The book started slow, but after all of the characters were introduced and some action kicked off, I got the hang of it and it made me stick around longer.
The story was definitely well-written, everything, from the prophecies to the character’s real agendas were quite clear from beginning to end. There’s not much betrayal in the first book so I think that’s a good sign. I just think the pacing was a bit slow, the ending was worth it though, all the waiting was definitely worth it. It made up for the lack of thrill and action at the beginning. The action parts of the books felt short for me, but they were still vivid.
The only thing that didn’t quite fit well to this book was Cale’s sudden romantic feelings for Rachael. I think the sudden love aspect did not compliment the story that much.
But all in all, it was still a great story, I loved the concept and I would definitely want to read the next installment of The Relics of Ar’Zac series.
There was only one way to get out of this. “Cephy! Do it―what are you waiting for!” Her nightmare echoed in her mind. The pain, the hopelessness, the terror.
The veiled demons.
She refused to let him drag her to that place.
Cephy stopped screaming at the sound of Rachael’s voice.
“Just do it!”
A nearby tree caught fire. The man carrying Cephy laughed, and brought her up closer to his face pulling her up by her hair. By the look on her face Rachael guessed the she could smell his breath.
“Was that supposed to hurt me, you little bitch? You ain’t as dangerous as the commander told us!”
It was the last thing he said before his head caught on fire. With a scream he dropped Cephy, the smell of burning flesh filling the air.