Magyk is your normal book about adventure, fun, and purple-eyed Magykl children being cruelly abandoned in the snow. It starts with a man named Silas Heap who is trudging through the snow when he stumbles upon a messily bundled baby girl in the snow, so cold that the tips of her fingers and the rest of her entire body is an icy blue. Someone has left her for dead.

Something is very special about this baby, something so special that if Silas would have known, he would have put the baby back faster than if he had been being chased by a tiger. Not five minutes after he hands the baby to his distraught, poor wife, news arrives that the Queen and ExtraOrdinary wizard were assassinated, and the “Queenling,” the Queen’s baby daughter, is missing. Does the mysterious baby girl have a connection to this tragedy? Who knows, in a world where there are rocks with eyes and mouths, dark and hazardous adventures and quests, mysterious creatures, even ghosts. Anything might happen.

Magyk is a very thick book (about five hundred-sixty four pages). Though the plot is delicious, the book is horribly dry. With childish descriptions of events, people, objects and other things like that, I could read only five thin pages at a time, struggling through these poorly written pages of torture. The beginning did not capture my attention with a hook line and sinker effect. The way the author writes like a child is that she doesn't excite or sadden you, even if a character gets injured or is in danger of dying.

I will just come out and say it: I hate this book. You might have endurance enough to read it, but I definitely did not.

The rest of the books in Septimus Heap series are Flyte, Physik, Queste, and Syren.