I'd do nothing but reading if I could (ok, maybe eat some great food, buy some fancy shoes between two books...oh, and spend some quality time with the gorgeous guy I married while I am on reading-break anyway...)
This has in theory some nice writing. Some elaborate world-building. Some solid characterization. Some slow development.
BUT: it is boring me to tears.
I read for days (when I could bring myself to picking it up), and the protag is still a little kid.
It started with his first memories at six years old.
Fine. Then his life changed, moved to the keep, yada yada yada.
And now when he is off to kill his first victim: He is only twelve.
(The appropriate reaction would have probably been: Oh no, how cruel, they make this child into a killer.
My reaction in full dismay: Oh no, only twelve? How much more pages pages pages until he is grown up and SOMETHING HAPPENS AT LAST!)
I give up. This is just not for me.