I first read this book (and its sequel) when I was 14 or 15 and always remember being captivated by it, but I had no recollection of what the story involved. So I nabbed my old copies of the books the last time I was at my parents’ house and decided to re-read them.
The protagonists are two 15-year-old sisters, which goes a long way towards explaining why the books spoke to me when I first read them. The story is set in Anglo-Saxon England on the eve of the Norman conquest, and while there are neither unicorns nor dragons in them, there’s a fair bit of witchy stuff, and plenty of historical stuff, which I find interesting even today.
I can’t really rate the book fairly because adult-me found it kind of meh, but teenaged-me loved it, so I reckon I’m not the target audience anymore. I don’t regret re-reading it though - it reminded me of many of the things I loved as an adolescent.