What has Jude, in all three books, been fighting for?...She began with the goal to prove others she has what it takes to survive the fae world—but as each book unfolded, we could see Jude’s heart: justice for the oppressed, to keep evil at bay, to eventually put a fair ruler on the throne/or be a fair ruler, etc. She’s merciful, often giving characters second chances, forgiving those who are remorseful, who would normally be cut down in cold blood for their past sins. Though she fights well, it’s never for the sake of cruelty itself, but for some better end, to fight off the darkest, bloodiest forces scrambling for power, to do what is best for all. This is Jude. This is what we know of her: justice, fairness and kindness toward the oppressed beings in the fae world (human slaves, and other fae servants), forgiveness for those who mess up and are sorry for it, all good things....she fits the “savior” mold quite well, doesn’t she?
And yet it took one measly sentence—one brutal, horrific, flippant, foolish sentence the author slipped in for the sake of supporting political events in our world, I suppose—to make Jude and the glory of her championing cause come crashing down around me like a felled china cabinet during an earthquake, and those shiny precious teacups it once held protectively now lay in sharp, ugly shards at my feet.
The three sisters and their little brother are reclining after a major confrontation near the end of the book. Vivi confronts one of them, who is pregnant, “You don’t have to have this baby....I know in Faerie, children are rare and precious, and all that, but in the mortal world, there’s such as thing as an abortion.” To which Jude chimes in her support.
To fae, their babies are “rare and precious....and all that”. Wow. “And all that”...as though it’s nonsense to consider a child as precious....
Of course—not for humans, we discard ours like warts, like tumors.
Thank you, Author, for reminding me of the brutal, murderous, cruel race I belong to. Thank you for reminding me that the “savior” role Jude so quaintly fit into was just that...a role, and she and her sisters are in fact just human after all.
Every day we rip apart hundreds of thousands of innocent, helpless humans limb from limb, crush their brains with medical tools, burn them alive with saline injections. All while knowing they feel the pain. All while knowing their little hearts were beating just moments before. And this is how it was treated in this book...so coldly, so cruelly. RIGHT after the heroine and her family stopped the villains of the story from causing war and needless bloodshed—this is what the novel boils down to? Support for the slaughter of an innocent baby?? And how oddly merciful Jude was hours later, doling out sentences on the villains, so lenient in her judgement of those who killed and did cruel things for the sake of power.
Do you not see how backwards this all is? Are we so blind?! Yes. Yes we are. And I am tired of it. And I will not cower and pretend I didn’t see it.
I wish I could have my money and time back.