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3.5 stars

“To the stars who listen, Feyre."

"To the dreams that are answered, Rhys.��

Honest to the twelve Olympians, the stakes in this novella is Feyre and Rhys finding time to bone.



Like seriously, Feyre and Rhy have got to stop having cosmic sex. They’re going to knock one of Saturn’s rings loose one day.

A Court of Frost and Starlight is basically the Christmas episode of every sitcom. Feyre wanders around Velaris, buying presents for everyone. There are snowball fights and drinking around a roaring fire and a decorating disaster (cue canny laugh track). (Why on earth did Maas turn the Solstice, a pagan festival, into a modern non-denominational Christmas anyway? In a high fantasy novel specifically.)

There are more serious and plot-relevant moments scattered throughout, pertaining to future books and how everyone is dealing with the aftermath of ACOWAR, but none of it really matters. It's all information that will be inevitably regurgitated in future full-length novels. (Btw, there's an excerpt of what I suspect is ACOTAR #4 at the end and it's Nesta's novel. My girl is gonna slaaaay.) ACOFAS has no value other than Christmas fluff.



I'm too lazy to organize the rest of my thoughts in coherent paragraphs, so here they are in their glorious messy form:

-Rhys is sickeningly perfect to the extent that he doesn't feel like a real person anymore. Yes, a decent guy would buy tampons for his partner and comfort her if she were undergoing the agonizing monthly shredding of her uterus lining, but to clean her off too? Just ew. Props for mentioning mensuration though when most YA/NA novels breeze past it.

-Um, why does the task of decorating their new house fall to Feyre? It's like Hilary Clinton saying she'd still plan the flower arrangements for state dinners after she became president. Yeah, High Lord and High Lady. We're fucking equals, y'all!!! But he shells out money for a house while his wife is in charge of the domestic aspect. I didn't realize the separate spheres mentality still held.

-It’s been, like what, how many centuries? When is Mor going to tell Az she’s not interested? It’s just cruel, what’s she’s doing. She doesn’t owe him anything, but he’s her friend. He deserves a straightforward no, instead of feigned ignorance.

-Feyre and Elaine are such bitches to Nesta. She very obviously has depression and PTSD. You can’t shit over Tamlin for not handling Feyre’s PTSD right, then have Feyre be this suffering martyr to her bitch sister who's still working through her trauma.

-Also, how many more times are we going to trash Tamlin? Yes, he was a shit for what he did to Feyre. I’m not excusing that. But does he deserve to have his ACOTAR character completely assassinated beyond redemption while Rhys and Feyre sneer from their lofty thrones? Don’t tell me they haven’t done worse. I still remember Rhys twisting Feyre’s broken arm until she screamed to get her to agree to their bargain. But none of that matters anymore, does it? Because now is her Rhys is her mate and every shit he ever did is either excused or swept under the rug.

-The writing is better than ACOWAR. Thank the old gods for small mercies.

-I just want to read about Mor, Elaine, Nesta, Lucien, Azriel, and Cassian. Feyre and Rhys and their mountain-shaking sex bore me.

-The worst part is I’m still trash for this series. I had fun reading about it. And you can bet when Nesta's book comes out in 2020, I'm going to be on Amazon, ready to fork over my hard-earned dough.



Me to me: why are you like this?

My review of A Court of Thorns & Roses
My review of A Court of Mist & Fury
My review of A Court of Wings & Ruin
My review of A Court of Silver Flames