Heir of Fire: The Second Worst Book In The Series (thus far) | Book Review

Appreciation moment for Emrys!

I loved Emrys in this book. The whole time Aelin was training with Rowan, he really made an effort to make Aelin feel right at home.

Emrys was always so humble, but he was smart at the same time. He knew when Aelin was dealing with some inner demons. But his story telling most of all, what made me appreciate him as a character. Those stories he told about him and Maeve, and everyone in Mistward.

Emrys ran a hand over his weathered face. “I see her slipping away, bit by bit, because you shove her down when she so desperately needs someone to help her back up.”

The monsters/demons/faes -they were awesome

The fantasy aspect of this book was really good. I loved it so much. This is the book that really solidifies the Fae world in the series. In Crown of Midnight, we kind of got a glimpse of it towards the end when it was revealed that Dorian has magical powers. We also see parts of demons, and monsters. But with this book, it expands it and tells a deeper story.

The vales, the monster underneath the lake. Those scenes in the book were so vivid. I had so much fun reading about them.

It just kinda sucks that you got to see most of the magic until page 200.

Rowan and Aelin? Oh yeah this is where the romance begins

I spoiled myself with that one, but I knew Aelin and Rowan were going to become a thing. But this is where it all begins and to be honest, it’s a slow start to their love journey.

No pun intended, but I enjoy this slow burn to the kindred that is their love. I appreciate that you get more of a glimpse into how they started training and working together.

Their chemistry is also kinda cliche. They are scenes where they are so awkward to one another, they bicker with one another, and they even share laughs. As an experienced reader, you can tell they are gonna fall for each other any minute. You just gotta wait for it.

She realized that Rowan saw each of those thoughts and more as he reached into his tunic and pulled out a dagger. Her dagger. He extended it to her, it’s long blade gleaming as if he’d been secretly polishing and caring for it these months.
And when she grasped the dagger, it’s weight lighter than she remembered, Rowan looked into her eyes, into her very core of her, and said, ‘Fireheart’.

But this book was an emotionally hard book to read.

One aspect of the book that I didn’t appreciate about this book was how Rowan was brutally harsh on Aelin. He literally worked and trained her to her core – until she was tired, hurt, and defenseless. He also threatened to hurt her if she didn’t take her training seriously, not taking into consideration that she was formerly enslaved.

There was also a lot of death. Which is expected for Sarah J Maas, but in this book there was more of an emphasis on the idea of death rather the quantity of deaths. Aelin and Rowan were basically ready to die through out the book, which is probably to keep the reader on their toes, but regardless, the imagery of Rowan being slashed by Maeve was also not fun to read.

Aelin tho – yeah she’s a bad bitch

When she goes to visit Maeve and has the guts to tell her that she knows her intentions with her, and she doesn’t give two shits about her. She also threatens to burn her whole city if she doesn’t stop hurting Rowan, while she shows her how powerful she is.

Yeah that is some bad bitch moves. I was screaming the whole time.

The ending though, that’s how you know the next book is going to be good

This book actually leaves you on a cliff hanger. All of the things you want to read about, and are hoping to get in this book, you are going to get in the next book. Aelin going to Terassen to reclaim her kingdom, to end things with Chaol, to get the third key – these are all aspects of the book that you hoped to read in this book, but Sarah J Mass gots to make a living. All of that stuff is revealed into the next book. And I’m so excited to read it.

She would not let that light go out. She would fill the world with it, with her light-her gift. She would light up the darkness, so brightly that all who were lost or wounded or broken would find their way to it, a beacon for those who still dwelled in that abyss. It would not take a monster to destroy a monster-but light, light to drive out the darkness.
She was not afraid.

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