I’m almost positive that last chapter all Feyre did was go to the library and decide to go talk to the Bone Carver. Apparently he might be their secret weapon? I just remember he liked to gossip, so I guess he’s going to join Feyre’s squad and get overly invested in everyone’s love lives. He’ll fit right in.
A Court of Wings and Ruin Chapter 21:
Feyre goes to find Amren and Nesta who are training together. It looks like they’re just staring at one another, but it turns out Amren is just training Nesta’s mind. Cool.
Casually and with great subtlety, Feyre segues the conversation to Amren’s time in the prison where the Bone Carver is being kept.
I scowled. “How am I supposed to know what your methods are? For all I know, you picked up some terrible techniques in that Prison.”
Careful. So, so careful.
Random. So, so random.
Very uncarefully, Feryre starts asking if Amren ever talked to her fellow prisoners, and Amren is not immediately like, “Why the hell are you asking me these weird questions?”
Apparently, Feyre is treading carefully because they’re not sure if Amren will be angry they’re releasing one of her former prison-mates. Shrug
Impatience rippled across Amren’s face, those silver eyes flaring. “I only spoke to them in whispers and echoes through rock, girl. And I was glad of it.”
I don’t know what any of that means. “Hello? No, No, you’ve reached Rock again. Oh you’re trying to whisper to the guy down the hall? Let me transfer your echo.”
Nesta chimes in to ask what the prison is. NESTA IT DOES WHAT IT SAYS ON THE TIN!
Amren finally tells Feyre to go away so she can get back to training Nesta.
Feyre has a nightmare about her sisters, Amarantha and Rhys. Rhys comforts her.
Chapter 22:
Feyre goes to the prison with Cassian. Rhys tells them to be very careful and explains that because of wards and shit (what else is new) Feyre won’t be able to reach him through the bond when she’s in there. It still makes no sense to me why he’s not going.
Cassian makes some flippant joke about Rhys being a mother hen, and Rhys is like, “Remember who you put in here.” Feyre of course is like, “Who? Fill me in.” And Cassian is like, “No because suspense.”
Cassian and Feyre discuss what exactly the Bone Carver is, and he might be some sort of “Old God” who can kill lots of people instantly. Apparently no one has any idea how he wound up in the prison. Jesus. This sounds like an injustice! #FREETHEBONECARVER?????
“How did he wind up here— in the Prison?” “I don’t know. No one does.” Cassian helped me over a boulder, his hand gripping mine tightly.
“But how do you plan on freeing him from the Prison?” I winced. “I suppose our friend would know, since she got out.”
Careful— we had to be careful when mentioning Amren’s name here.
They don’t know how they’re going to bust this guy out of prison??? WHO IS IN CHARGE HERE??
Feyre meets with the Bone Carver, and I had completely forgotten he appears to Feyre as a young boy. I keep imagining him as an old man, oops. Apparently, he’s probably appearing as someone different to Cassian, and he looks upset.
I started at the child’s face— what I had not noticed that first time. What I had not understood. It was Rhysand’s face. The coloring, the eyes … it was my mate’s face.
But the Carver’s full, wide mouth, curled into that hideous smile … That was my mouth. My father’s mouth.
I guess maybe this is meant to be clever emotional manipulation? But if someone appeared to me as a child-version of my husband but they had my mouth, I’d still be like, “Bitch, I don’t know you.”
The Carver inclined his head in greeting— in greeting and in confirmation, as if he knew precisely what I realized. Who I had seen and was still seeing.
The High Lord’s son. My son. Our son. Should we survive long enough to bear him.
Should I not fail in my task to recruit the Carver. Should we not fail to unify the High Lords and the Court of Nightmares. And keep that wall intact.
Wow. How is she inferring all this? How in the fuck can she recognise her mouth all of a sudden and determine that THIS IS THE IMAGE OF HER FUTURE SON? The situation was already meant to be life or death, and if it was death they would never have kids together…so I’m not sure how seeing this face mashup of Feyre and Rhys is enough to make her knees buckle (her words.)
Cassian’s face was pale enough that I knew whatever he was seeing … it wasn’t a beautiful young boy.
Good.
Anyway, the Carver asks if Feyre has brought him a gift, and she gives him some Attor bone. IDK how she had that on hand, but good thing she did because he is delighted.
The Carver immediately starts banging on about how much Cassian wants Nesta. I TOLD YOU GUYS! I fucking told you all he wants to do is gossip about love lives!!
“Nesta,” the Bone Carver murmured. “Nes-ta.”
I squeezed Cassian’s hand. Enough. It was enough of this teasing and taunting. But he didn’t look at me.
I have no idea why Cassian is so shook right now. The Caver just says a bunch of mysterious, confusing things like, “What did she do, drowning in the ageless dark? What did she take?” and repeats Nestas name some more.
Feyre tells the Caver about the Book of Breathings, and the chapter ends with him being like, “I’m listening.” I’m honestly shook he wasn’t like, “No, let me just say Nestas name 100 more times please.”
” It was Rhysand’s face. The coloring, the eyes … it was my mate’s face.”
These books always has the kid like: “he is basically his father’s clone”
I hope they have a daughter