I wanted to
love this book, but I could only like it.
First, Creel.
I mean, Creel? Come on, son.
Now, down to
the business of my book malaise. The foundation of the story doesn't sit well
with me. I am hung up on the whole slipper procurement. I know the title of the
book is "Dragon Slippers," but really, the way she came by them makes
no sense.
Creel
originally wanted something of value from the dragon's hoard, like a fancy
schmancy goblet, to sell for some quick cash to get her to the King's Seat. But
when she finds out that the dragon hoards shoes, that plan goes out the window.
Why? The first pair of shoes she describes are ENCRUSTED WITH EMERALDS. Looking
for something to pawn? Found it! Move along!
But no. For some reason, she decides to forget about the whole sell-something-to-fund-the-trip idea and instead try on practical walking shoes. Because those would be so much more helpful than emeralds. By the end of the book, I am still not over this crucial flip-flop (footwear pun not intended). Her desire was to find something valuable to sell. That requirement was met in the first pair she saw. She never would have tried on any shoes. She never would have discovered the dragon slippers. She would have taken the emerald heels and headed for the hills.
Faulty book premise
aside, how could the dragons be so dumb? If a single pair of shoes could
determine the fate of your species, and some nitwit girl child had them,
wouldn't you want to warn her to not let them out of her sight? I guess you would
be worried about revealing your secret and letting her know the power she
wielded, but after you got to know her and trust her (I'm talking 'bout you,
Shardas!), wouldn't you warn her not to let them fall into the wrong hands (or
feet)? I know their conversation was interrupted, but really. Some things you
make time for. Like doom-shoes.
And Creel
supposedly suspected something important was happening, and that it might have
dire consequences for her kingdom, but she refused to tell her bestie, Prince
Luka, that her foreboding about the country (which is totally his business, as
a prince), had something to do with dragons. That simple conversation would
maybe have saved lots of lives.
Frustration.
But I liked
the characters (Shardas and I could totally
hang out and eat peaches in a cave).
Dare I read
the second book? Will it be built on such a flimsy foundation? Will Creel
(::cringe::) get any smarter?
Thus far,
the Dragon Slippers series does not supplant The Enchanted Forrest Chronicles
in my heart. Not even close. I miss you, Princess Cimorene.