Sentimental portrays of the seasons abound, and we forget that the quickest and most silent killer in our world is exposure. The idea of rooms themed to the seasons which are designed to kill. It was the world which drew me to this book. The fate of the world rests in their hands. It seems that Mari and Taro are destined to be together.Īt the same time, half- yōkai Akira joins up with the revolution as a way to watch over Mari.Ī human, a yōkai and an outcast.

Taro spends his days making beautiful creatures from metal, and he questions his father’s hard line on yōkai. Her path collides with that of Taro, the young prince who is determined to be something more than a prize. The emperor is determined to see all yōkai destroyed.

The only problem is that as a yōkai she is not eligible to apply. The contest is held once every generation, and every girl is eligible to apply. Survive the palace’s enchanted seasonal rooms – Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter – and marry the prince. ‘And just so you know, I have no desire to be Empress.’ ‘Women are regarded that way all the time,’ Mari said. He does not like to be considered some prize to be won.’ ‘It is disappointing how little you think of the opposite sex.’

‘So you hope to be an Empress? You wish for the prince to fall in love with you, and to wear pretty gowns, and to live in luxury for the rest of your life?’ Review: Empress Of All Seasons by Emiko Jean Extract:įrustration cut a bitter path across Taro’s chest.

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