I finished reading this book about thirty seconds ago and I'm currently experiencing the full force of a book hangover at the moment! 
 Prodigy is the second installment in the Legend trilogy and, after being marginally disappointed by the first book, I am so, so glad I decided to persevere with the series. The hype surrounding this trilogy led to a feeling of 'underwhelmedness' after the first book and initially quelled my need to continue with the series. Busy days, dreary weather and insomnia led to me picking Prodigy as a form of light escapism, which would bear me along and allow me to perform the role of a passive reader. I was wrong. 
 This book had me sleuthing and deducing like it was an Agatha Christie masterpiece. This book had me impassioned and swooning like it was a Mills and Boon. This book had me bemoaning and deploring like it was a Shakespearean tragedy. Whoever says the young adult genre hasn't the depth of adult fiction needs to read this book and think again! 
 Now, someone pass me Champion.