When I started reading this book, I had no idea it was a retelling of The Snow Queen, my favorite fairy tale. And then I came to the chapter about the shattered mirror and a piece that fell in a boy's eye, and I got unnecessarily excited.
So obviously I love, love, love the premise. The story made me feel like I was a kid again, poring over the big white book with Hans Andersen's name on the spine.
I was a little confused by the ending. It happened so fast and there didn't seem to be much of a resolution. But I'd definitely read it again just for the atmosphere.