I really really enjoyed this book. I loved watching Patroclus and Achilles grow up together and I think the way Madeline Miller writes really throws you into Ancient Greece. This wasn't a 5/5 for me, because I spent the last third (especially the last three chapters) just completely pissed off with Achilles and then even more so with his son, Pyrrhus. I know that was the point, but I couldn't help but be overshadowed by the anger I felt. A really beautiful book, and overall good read, that infuriated me.