![]() ![]() ![]() Maybe she’s what this broken world needs. Maybe the immortal high fae with the human heart isn’t who she used to be – maybe she’s more. ![]() But maybe Tamlin isn’t who Feyre thought he was, maybe Rhysand isn’t the monster everybody believes he is. One week, with him at the Night Court, once a month. The bargain she made in the darkest of nights, with night himself. On her hand, though, the tattoo reminds her of her bargain. To make sure nothing and nobody can harm her ever again. Kept like a princess locked in a tower to protect her, Feyre is not allowed out of the Spring Court Manor. The things that Feyre did for Tamlin, for Prythian made her lose herself and she doesn’t know how to salvage the shattered pieces. The horrors they all endured at Amarantha’s still plague their every moment, both waking and sleeping. ![]() The second book picks up three months after the challenges Under The Mountain, in the Spring Court, with everyone still on edge. A Court of Mist and Fury is Sarah Maas’s best work till date. All ye great inventors, WHERE IS THE FICTIONAL WORLD TRANSPORTER?īecause it was perfect, wonderful, mind-blowing, brilliant, heart-wrecking, action-filled, swoon-worthy and EVERYTHING I never expected. Because for God’s sake, I’M DYING HERE AND I NEED SOMETHING. Or, perhaps, get to live with Rhys in his home, or in the Court of Dreams, or Velaris, or Or, perhaps, to be transported to this world and never leave. ![]()
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