“Feyre survived Amarantha’s clutches to return to the Spring Court—but at a steep cost. Though she now has the powers of the High Fae, her heart remains human, and it can’t forget the terrible deeds she performed to save Tamlin’s people.
Nor has Feyre forgotten her bargain with Rhysand, High Lord of the feared Night Court. As Feyre navigates its dark web of politics, passion, and dazzling power, a greater evil looms—and she might be key to stopping it. But only if she can harness her harrowing gifts, heal her fractured soul, and decide how she wishes to shape her future—and the future of a world cleaved in two.
With more than a million copies sold of her beloved Throne of Glass series, Sarah J. Maas’s masterful storytelling brings this second book in her seductive and action-packed series to new heights.” (Source: Goodreads)
I almost put A Court of Mist and Fury down within the first five percent of the book. The key word there is “almost.” I don’t care for romance, but I tolerate it. Sex scenes, on the other hand, are an entirely different story. It depends on my mood and feelings regarding the characters involved. As far as sex scenes go, I like them the same way I like my trips to the bathroom: short. (That’s a joke for those of you unaware of my battle with ulcerative colitis.)
Where A Court of Thorns and Roses focuses more on the relationship between Tamlin and Feyre and the blight upon Prythian that is Amarantha, A Court of Mist and Fury is brimming with action. In this sequel, Maas introduces readers to an entirely unexpected side of Tamlin: a side that strikes fear into me. I don’t like to give away spoilers, but I feel this needs saying: there are subjects in this book that are discussed that may be uncomfortable to some. In particular, Maas takes an indirect approach at emotional abuse. This sort of abuse is something I am still recovering from after suffering from it for years. It is brutal, it is there, and it is eye opening. I hope and pray that for some fans, this book is what they need in order to realize their own suffering.
Moving beyond the scathing reminders of my own suffering, Maas has written a beautifully dark story of suffering, of courage. First and foremost, the quote “don’t judge a book by its cover” defines Rhysand. Everything I thought I knew about him is wrong. He is something entirely different: a blatant reminder that we should always look deeper than the surface to truly understand someone. Second, in A Court of Mist and Fury, Maas reminds readers that family is more than simply blood. Third, and perhaps worst of all, is the reminder that things are not always as they seem. Those you might trust with your life are the ones you should fear.
A Court of Mist and Fury is the perfect follow-up to A Court of Thorns and Roses. It is a beautiful walk through a world torn asunder by things older than time itself. It’s going to be hard to set aside the series long enough to catch up on a few galleys, honestly.