A Court of Mist and Fury (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #2)

by Sarah J. Maas

Cassian bowed. “With my life, High Lord. I’ll protect her with my life.” Rhys looked to Azriel. He nodded, bowing, and said, “With both of our lives.”

I began shaking my head as if I could unsee it as Lucien and Tamlin stepped into the light.

NO

But Tamlin didn’t lower the hand stretched toward me. “I’m taking you home.”

EW

Lucien’s hands slackened at his sides. His voice broke as he whispered to Elain, “You’re my mate.”

oh fucking hell

A crack sounded in my ears. And the world cleaved in two as the bond snapped.

NONONONO

“The king is a fool,” Amren barked. “That sort of bond cannot be broken.” “No, it can’t,” I said. They both looked at me. I cleared my head, my shattering heart—breaking for what my mate had done, sacrificed for me and my family. For her sisters. Because she hadn’t thought … hadn’t thought she was essential. Even after all she had done. “The king broke the bargain between us. Hard to do, but he couldn’t tell that it wasn’t the mating bond.”

OH THANK GOD

“And she is the High Lady of the Night Court.”

WHAT

“Not consort, not wife. Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court.” My equal in every way; she would wear my crown, sit on a throne beside mine. Never sidelined, never designated to breeding and parties and child-rearing. My queen.

And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.

I CANT TAKE THIS