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this is not a happy book—not, at least, most of the time—but it is a good one. a little surprised the author made a book about royalty (protags r a queen & a princess) so relatable, tbh. 's good writan

i appreciated finally reading a fantasy book with characters who have actual skin colours and not just a bunch of pasty white people. the queer parts of the book were good too but like. i can Find books with white queer folx in. qpoc, uh, less so

when ur a beep boop & the power goes out so you fall asleep bc u forgot to charge earlier

so the instructions for these forms say i need to provide them with the filled-out form for the, like, decree once the court makes its decision? like. you're telling me to fill out, in advance, what the court's decision is about this thing, or....

i guess this is why it's good i'll never be a lawyer, because i'm don't understand at all

having intimate ties to, and understanding of, both the mundane and the otherworldly—and especially where they come together. the magic and fantastic artistry of the fae, with the science and practical knowledge of the human. being able to use your power to help others who hurt—a guide for the lost; a home for the abandoned. a subtle, silken strength, tempered through inferno, stronger than steel. being yourself. a life that is, irrevocably and inextricably, yours

abandonment. neglect. social mimicry as a necessary survival skill. ostracisation. growing up 'wrong' in a way you can't quite place. the uncomfortable middle ground between being fundamentally different from those around you and yet looking and acting exactly the same. early precociousness devolving into ever-more-hopeless purposelessness, before reaching the realisation you might not survive as you pass into the metamorphosis that finally reveals you to yourself