I’m a big fan of Jennifer Saint’s approach to storytelling. This was my first novel of hers and I can safely say that I’ll read more. Her voice feels honest and perceptive. I do, however, have a large gripe with this book. For being the titular character, this book isn’t about Ariadne. Basically none of this is her story. It’s the story of the men in her life as well as her sister. She plays a supporting role in all these other tales and recounts them to us through her perspective. From the beginning she takes a backseat to her brother, the Minotaur, and even Daedalus or Theseus. This continues throughout. Even experiences singular to her like pregnancy and grief are mostly glossed over. However, they’re described in more detail regarding her sister. I did enjoy this, it just wasn’t what I thought I signed up for.