“To the blessed darkness from which we are born, and to which we return.” – 3/5 stars!

Attention! This book contains: tapestries, paintings, destivities, decorations, presents, dinners, snow and Winter Solstice shopping.

Hope warms the coldest night.

Feyre, Rhys, and their close-knit circle of friends are still busy rebuilding the Night Court and the vastly-changed world beyond. But Winter Solstice is finally near, and with it, a hard-earned reprieve.

Yet even the festive atmosphere can’t keep the shadows of the past from looming. As Feyre navigates her first Winter Solstice as High Lady, she finds that those dearest to her have more wounds than she anticipated–scars that will have far-reaching impact on the future of their Court.

So… what was the point of this book? Nothing really happens and the biggest conflict of this book is characters not knowing what to give to each other for Winter Solstice. I was expecting at least something interesting to happen, but it never did. It’s funny how the entire series had so much quality and excitement… and then there’s this novella. I was expecting more from Sarah J. Maas because her other books were very elaborate and had complex stories.

If this wasn’t so short I would have DNF it. If you really miss the story and want to read more with the same characters, give it a go. Otherwise, I would skip this one.

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