Your 'good' reveals how you aren't very well read, but the second book is an embarassing wankfest even compared to the travesty of the first one. Literally twilight for nerds.
everything that you complained about gets 10x worse as rothfuss goes full retard.
Here's an excerpt from the virgin 16-year old being so awesome at teh sex that an ancient goddess of sex and death doesn't believe he's a virgin after they fuck.
"Some of the fire left her, but when she found her voice it was tight and dangerous. “my skills 'suffice'?” She hardly seemed able to force out the last word. Her mouth formed a thin, outraged line.
I exploded, my voice a roll of thunder. “How the hell am I supposed to know? It's not like I've ever done this sort of thing before!”
She reeled back at the vehemence of my words, some of the anger draining out of her. “what is it you mean?” she trailed off, confused.
“This!” I gestured awkwardly at myself, at her, at the cushions and the pavilion around us, as if that explained everything.
The last of the anger left her as I saw realization begin to dawn, “you...”
“No,” I looked down, my face growing hot. “I have never been with a woman.” Then I straightened and looked her in the eye as if challenging her to make an issue of it.”
Felurian was still for a moment, then let her mouth turn up into a wry smile. “you tell me a faerie story, my kvothe.”
I felt my face go grim. I don't mind being called a liar. I am. I am a marvellous liar. But I hate being called a liar when I'm telling the perfect truth.
Regardless of my motivation, my expression seemed to convince her. “but you were like a gentle summer storm.” She made a fluttering gesture with a hand. “you were a dancer fresh upon the field.” Her eyes glittered wickedly."
If juvenile male power fantasy is your thing, read book 2. If not, the other folk in threads we had today have been posting this
ferretbrain.com/articles/article-751
in lieu of typing up why Rothfuss is dildoes for the thousandth time.