A Review of a Court of Mist and Fury

The time has finally come! I have finished the second book of the Court of Thorns and Roses series. To be honest, I am almost done the third book too, but for now let’s stick to what is important: Rhysand. Rhys is very, very important. I am so in love with this book and I will get into that soon, but first, I must commend the author Sarah J. Maas for giving her readers what we so desperately needed. A chance to heal after the heartbreak we endured in her first book.

Let’s get started.

“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.”
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.” – Sarah J. Maas

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To begin I’d like to tell you to NOT stop after that first book. Yes, I will admit I found it incredibly frustrating, however, it was entirely worth while. You absolutely need this internal conflict to further appreciate the development of the plot and the characters themselves. It may not feel like it, but your anger and agitation are only a sign that this is indeed a very good book.

A good novel should evoke powerful emotions in its readers. It should make you get up out of your chair and frantically pace around your house. It should make you scream and throw your book across the room (please spare your book). It should make you cry, both tears of joy and sorrow. This book series has definitely made me experience these emotions and I, for one, am thrilled.

One of the reasons this book turned the series around for me was the character development. I was so distressed that no characters in the Spring Court had bothered to help Feyre. It was plainly obvious that she was in severe emotional distress and had suffered some post-traumatic stress from her time under the mountain. Yet they trapped her just as she was trapped under the mountain. They trapped her in fancy dresses, important meetings, and more importantly, marriage. Her own future husband ignored her pain and malnourished state all so that he could pretend everything was fine.

From the very first chapter of this book, something felt absolutely wrong with Feyre’s world. She was numb, a walking doll that was dressed up and guided through her day with little question of her wellbeing. The entirety of the world that was built up around her was fake. Everything was utterly perfect in a way that screamed unnatural. This was excellent job on the part of the author for portraying discomfort in such a perfect setting.

Everything was not perfect, absolutely not and the attempt at trying only increased is falsity. You can paint the roses red but the rain will always fall and wash it away.

Rhysand was the only one to step up and save Feyre from a life that prevented any self growth. He was the nudge towards healing that she needed, he was the freedom. Involuntary healing I might add, but healing nonetheless.

This man who virtually knew nothing about her, tried to heal her in ways that no others would have thought of. He healed her of her upbringing by teaching her how to read. He healed her of the trauma of being trapped beneath the mountain through never making her feel trapped, and beyond my expectations, he healed her broken heart. A heart I don’t think she even knew was damaged at first. She knew she was broken, but she only came to discover over time the ways in which she had shattered. Rhys helped her know herself which is the most wonderful thing a person can do.

“He thinks he’ll be remembered as the villain in the story. But I forgot to tell him that the villain is usually the person who locks up the maiden and throws away the key. He was the one who let me out.” – Sarah J. Maas

I adored this book. Honestly, this healing process and expansion of her character entirely melted my heart. It brought enlightenment to the entirety of the story and exposed the falsehood of her past love. It made her whole!

Speaking of whole, I would wholeheartedly recommend this book to anyone that loves fantasy, an empowering story of healing and the discovery of inner strength. There are so many beautiful quotes in this book that I’d like to discuss but that is for another post. For now, I will say that once again, Maas has blessed the world with yet another heartbreakingly beautiful series.




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