This book felt like an advertisement for Goodkind’s self-published prequel The First Confessor, as Goodkind ties those characters into the entire narrative for this book, which when you cut out the needless overhashing and repetition, comes to about four chapters of action. This should have been split between this book and the next, not stretched for an entire goddamn book. But it worked. I’m now reading The First Confessor. Sigh.