I usually don’t go for those ‘Mother Goddess we are one with the earth see our pagan rituals and how we honor nature’ kind of fantasy books. See “Mists of Avalon” if you don’t know what I’m talking about. Or “The White Mare”, which I just finished reading.
Part of a trilogy, this opening to the saga tells the story of Rhiann, the druid priestess who has to join with Eremon, an Irish prince who has sought refuge with Rhiann’s tribe while he prepares to return to Erin to take the throne back for his family. But he gets caught up in Rhiann’s tribal feud against the Romans and la di da, see Part II for the continuation.
It took me a while to read, but I admit that I really liked this book. Goofy paganism aside (no offense to any pagan readers I may have – if any) it was an easy read, a fun read, and ultimately I do plan on buying the second and third installments. Even though I totally knew what would happen at the apex of this first book, it didn’t stop me in any way, shape or form from enjoying it.
I couldn’t finish Mists of Avalon because I couldn’t wade through all the “Mother Earth Goddess” stuff, either. 🙂