"Does the crown serve the king or the king serve the crown." 
 I'm torn between two stars or three stars but I think I'll go with the latter one, just because I liked the first half of this book. 
 Wintersong started with a bang, the writing style was so majestic. It articulated a promising start. But after reading more than half of the book, all of the events became blurry, scattered, meaningless and confusing. Such beautiful beginning wasted because of a muddled and rushed ending. 
 When I reached the climax of this book, I was so fucking bored because a lot unnecessary things were being said over and over again. The connection I felt to the characters at the beginning was long fucking gone when I reached Part Three I was like: 
 Okay, there were goblins, cool. 
 There was a Goblin King, awesome. 
 A brave maiden came, good. 
 But where the fuck is the part that will give me an immeasurable amount of feels?! I would even settle for mere irritation but I just felt NOTHING. 
 I honestly don't know whether I like or dislike this book. But I'm pretty sure it shows potential, hopefully by some miracle I would pick up the sequel and I do fucking WISH that it was better than the first one.