So Richelle Mead and I have been in a bit of a fight for awhile now. Firstly, there's all of the love triangles in her various series - enough is enough. And then there was the atrocity that was the last Dark Swan book. And, though I've enjoyed the Bloodlines series, it certainly hasn't wowed me in any way, shape, or form. After reading The Indigo Spell, though, I think we might be tentatively working our way back into a solid relationship. This book definitely made my lukewarm feelings about the series grow a little warmer, what with all of the awesome Adrian stuff, and Sydney really starting to come into her own. Can't wait for the next book!