An excellent first novel. The fog of history thickens the farther back one looks. A story set in Bronze Age Crete must necessarily be long on invention, but Lochlan strives to get the religious, technology and cultural foundations of her story right. The fantasy elements form an organic whole with the history and romance. Only occasionally does too-modern speech or action break the spell of the story telling. Too many people are healed from injuries that would have killed or crippled in this day of no antibiotics; yes, ancient medicine may have had cures lost to us, but it’s too easy.
So, why the lower rating? Because this story does not end; it just stops. The point of division between this and the next book is at the right place, but she should have given readers a better closure for this story. (Compare this with the writings of Patrick Rothfuss and Michael J. Sullivan, who make each novel a self-contained whole, while linking to the works that precede or follow.)
The cover art drew me to read the work. Unfortunately, Lochlan did not identify the sculpture featured.