My review will be the same for each book but it is because I cannot put into words the journey I've been taken through.
When we meet Claire Darling in the first book, there are so many different threads to pull to understand why she is under mandatory servitude with no memory of wrong doing, why powerful fae toy with her, and why she works so desperately to save those she loves.
Love.
What is love? This story, albeit at times slow, carefully unwraps the question. At times, we are drawn to the notion that love conquers all. It's romantic and triumphant. It says to all who see, "Look, I am willing to give everything I am. It will most certainly be enough"
But when the sacrifice for love is placed on that alter ...
When is it selfish?
When is that love self-serving?
When is "Love" manipulation exerting control over another free will?
In books 2 and 3, I originally felt thr pacing was slow, and even lost interest.
However, as I continued with book 4, I realized the author was weaving a tapestry of relationships with different types of love at its core.
Friendships of desperation
Friendships of necessity
Friendships of obligation
Friendships of desire
Friendships of obsession
Friendships of selfishness
Friendships of mercy
Friendships of unrequited love. The most cruel of all is the friendship given with no expectations, and it is rejected and abused.
Have you ever given to someone, and they just take?
Ponder on the friendship because of familial obligation, the one trumpeted as "Love for you, for your well-being"
and yet....
it all feels like being controlled;
So that you once more fit in their comfortable box.
I have yet to read a book where the heroine is the broken evil who can't be trusted with love. Who has no understanding of it, not like this.
She is the most manipulative, selfish character I've met; betraying all trust and treasuring nothing else. So willfully choosing a broken path against all other friendships and love offered to her. She is so blind and broken.
In a moment of reflection, I found myself asking what expectations I thrust upon those I proclaim to love. Whose love do I ignore? What friendships do I keep but only for my own comfort?
In the 4th book, a lot happens quickly. A crusade beings and ends as just as fast. I wondered at its rapid pacing; But with each bargain she made, I discovered how deeply entrenched she was in her own self righteous obsession. Calling it love.
There were pieces of my heart fracturing for the one who acutally loved her and kept giving... And she just kept taking. She was not even blind to what she was doing to them. She made bargain after bargain, and it was so painful to come to the same conclusion at the end of this book. ---
You cannot save people who do not want to be saved. Love cannot conquer all because it is a choice! For love to be complete, it must be reciprocated or else it is only a sacrifice.
My heart is in pieces. The agony promised in the next book is aching in my heart even now.
I would give anything to read an arc of the 5th book. This series has brought me on an unexpected journey of self reflection examining the quality of Love