A Court of Mist and Fury Chapters 51 & 52: Feyre Angsts About Rhys in a Log Cabin

A Court of Mist and Fury Chapter 51:

We slammed into freezing mud right outside the little stone house.

I think he’d meant to winnow us into it, but his powers had given out.

Pfffft right they just gave out immediately outside the door where there could be maximum drama when Feyre leaves Rhysand lying in the mud. #Mates.

“Feyre,” Rhys groaned, bare arms buckling as he tried to rise.

I left him lying in the mud and stormed toward the house.

Look, I don’t like Rhys very much, but even I think this is both harsh and stupid. Feyre tells Mor she wants to go somewhere alone, so Mor winnows her away. I swear we somehow spend more time winnowing in this book than we do getting to know who the hell Mor is as a character.

Mor takes Feyre…to a log cabin in the mountains.

“The house is warded, so no one can winnow in. No one can get beyond this point, actually, without our family’s permission.”


“You’re— allowed in,” Mor said.

“Because I’m his mate?”

Magic works in increasingly weird ways in this book. Who counts as family? What counts as permission? Can you imagine how funny it would have been if this was how Feyre discovered they were mates?

Mor tries to give Feyre a speech about how happy she makes Rhys, but Feyre isn’t having it right now. Before Mor bids Feyre farewell, she tells her this:

“The house is spelled to take care of you— merely wish or speak for things, and it’ll be done.”

Why doesn’t everyone spell everything this way? WHAT ARE THE RULES IN THIS WORLD?

Chapter 52:

We now enter part three of the never-ending story that is A Court of Mist and Fury. Part three is called, “The House of Mist”. There is no mention of the fury, so I can only imagine it has been inside me, the reader, all along.

Feyre thinks about being Rhysand’s mate for an eternity. Then she has something I think is supposed to be this huge revelation, but actually makes zero sense:

My relationship with Tamlin had been doomed from the start. I had left— only to find my mate. To go to my mate.

If I were looking to spare us both from embarrassment, from rumor, only that— only that I had found my true mate— would do the trick.

What kind of batshit mental gymnastics even is this? I fail to see how this lessens the embarrassment or changes the circumstances at all really?

Feyre declares that because she and Rhys were mates all along that means she isn’t a garbage person for leaving Tamlin. WHAT? So if Rhys wasn’t her mate she should have just stayed with Tamlin miserably forever? Or become the Fae equivalent of a nun?

Feyre forgives Rhys for not telling her because suddenly, for some reason, she understands why he didn’t and she’s cool with it. She just keeps thinking over and over again that he’s her mate, and honestly I could say that about the rest of the book pretty much. Just picture everything we’re summarising here but with Feyre saying, “My mate” 10000X more than we’re going to quote.

Feyre finds painting supplies in the house and she paints the house which seems…presumptuous. Mor returns and instead of being like, “Why did you paint my house?” and using magic to redecorate immediately, she’s in awe of it.

Her eyes fell on the open threshold to the bedroom hallway, and she grimaced. “Why,” she said, “are Amren’s eyes there?”

Indeed, right above the door, in the center of the archway, I’d painted a pair of glowing silver eyes. “Because she’s always watching.”

What?? Since when? Amren is usually off alone or picking her nails and not paying any attention to what’s going on.

Mor snorted. “That simply won’t do. Paint my eyes next to hers. So the males of this family will know we’re both watching them the next time they come up here to get drunk for a week straight.”

OIIII LADS! Boys just being boys. Why do ladies always have to go ruining their fun?

Anyway, now it’s time for some girl talk, and Mor tells Feyre she should definitely talk to Rhys:

“Rhys always has his reasons, and he might be arrogant as all hell, but he’s usually right about his instincts. He makes mistakes, but … You should hear him out.”

I’m so tired of this “Rhys always knows best” bullshit.

Feyre asks Mor some prying questions about who is fucking in their group of friends, and she gives some vague answers about how Azriel has lots of lovers but doesn’t think he’s good enough for Mor. I’m sorry, I struggle to pretend to care about these characters when we get some vague, confusing nonsense about their hookup history together and the rest of the book is just, “Rhys is my mate!”

Also, they talk about how one year as a present she might let Cassian or Azriel murder her horrible family members. Uh. What a kind gesture, I guess.

Somehow this conversation reminds Feyre how actually it’s great she’s Rhys’ mate because now she’s really part of this awesome family. Huh?



  1. Rebecca Bauer Reply

    The fury was indeed within us because somehow there’s more of this book. What’s the plot again? Why are we here?

    The upcoming sex scene is excruciating but somehow not as bad as book three, at least?

    • Krista B Reply

      I liked that comment about the fury being inside the reader the whole time! At this point in the book, I just wanted to throw Feyre into the Cauldron and be done with it. Also, who paints eyes in someone else’s house? That is just creepy.

      I can’t wait for the sex scene.

  2. Daniel Cellini Reply

    besides these bad books do you read any good ones. By Hi Ariel how are doing


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