"A Court of Mist and Fury" Book Discussion and Citrus Scones Recipe
"A huntress with an artist's soul" and a "dark, fallen Prince" in the land of night become part of a new alliance developed to stop a terrible king. Feyre has defeated Amarantha and been remade, but her fiery spirit burns deeper within her than Tamlin can control or cage in the mansion at the Spring court. Only her regular excursions with Rhysand, and her snarky railings at him, offer much release. And Feyre soon discovers that Rhys is not who he pretends to be with the rest of the world. He holds a great secret which he suffered terrible things to protect, and though his feistiness is sincere, more of what he has done to Feyre has been to save or aid her than what she ever knew. surpasses the first novel as new truths come to light and characters are revealed to be more complex, broken, and beautiful than we first imagined. It is filled with clever, delightful revelations and is a tribute to the stars and those who wish on them, and the dreams that are answered. A Court of Mist and Fury
What were some of the early evidences of Feyre’s new powers? What powers transferred to her?
Why did Feyre once wish for “a handsome, powerful lord to wed and shower them with riches for the rest of their lives”? What changed that? What did she desire?
How often did Rhys rifle through Feyre’s mind when her shields were down? Were there times when she shouted to him, even not realizing it?
How did Feyre begin taking over her own mind and sweeping Rhys out? Then later, how did she block him from coming in?
What is winnowing? Who has that ability? What are its limitations? When was it not wise to use that power?
Why did Feyre give her jewelry to a water-wraith? Was it wise? Why did it anger Tamlin? How did it later benefit Feyre?
What are daemati? Who is one?
How is it possible to be mates and still be wrong for each other, like Rhys’ parents?
What had Rhys and other lords done to protect Velaris from the other courts? Why did it mean so much to Rhysand?
What are the powers of the Cauldron and the Book of Breathings? Who has each part of the Book?
How were anger, annoyance, and even flirtation crutches or distractions for Feyre? How did Rhysand use them to help her overcome frightening or challenging circumstances? What else had Rhys used to help keep her from breaking?
How was Feyre able to forgive her sisters for letting her go into the woods alone to hunt and provide for them all?
Why did Rhysand have a tax on city dwellers, but not tithe, as Tamlin demanded of the Spring Court? Why would Tamlin require such a thing if they appeared to have plenty?
Why did Feyre want to paint the dark, fallen prince? What made her want to paint again, and what were some of the other images she desired to paint? What was the first thing she did paint and where? What did she paint for herself, after she had for others?
What did the tattooed stars and mountain on Rhys’ knees mean? What did Feyre’s tattoo mean or what magic did it hold?
What was the explanation for the feud between Tamlin and Rhysand, why Rhys had always taunted Tamlin?
Why didn’t Lucien fight harder for Feyre, argue more on her behalf to Tamlin?
Why did Rhys make the bargain with Feyre?
How is Nesta different from most people, and what does she try to shield herself from? Why?
How, and why, did Rhys allow Feyre to make her own choices and remain her own person? How was this very different from Tamlin? What decisions did she make, and why?
Rhysand smells of citrus and the sea. Mor also has a citrusy scent the first time she hugs Feyre. Rhys also often requested that Feyre have breakfast with him, which sometimes included scones or muffins. Once, the scones were cheese-and-chive. For that variation of this recipe, leave out the sugar, add another 1/4 cup of milk, and replace the orange and lemon with one cup of sharp cheddar cheese and 1/4 cup of chopped chives.
Citrus and Sea Salt Scones
- 2 cups plus 1/2 cup all purpose flour, divided
- 1/2 cup granulated sugar
- 1/2 cup (1 stick) salted butter, cold
- 1 tbsp baking powder
- Zest of two large navel oranges
- juice of one large navel orange
- Zest of two large lemons
- juice of one large lemon
- 1/4 cup whole milk
- 1 tbsp sea salt or kosher salt (or coarse sugar), if desired for topping
- Preheat oven to 400° F. Measure out flour, sugar, and baking powder and pour into a large bowl. Cut butter into 8 pieces, and using a pastry cutter, a potato masher, or a fork, cut butter into flour until it is in small pieces, smaller than the size of a pea. Then make a hollow in the flour, and add the zest, citrus juices, and milk. Stir together with a large spoon until a thick dough is formed.
- On a clean counter, pour about 1/2 cup flour in a small pile and dump the dough onto it. Using a rolling pin, roll dough out to about a half inch thick. Using a sharp knife, cut the dough into triangles, or into rounds using a cup, whichever shape you prefer. If you use rounds, you will have to re-roll the dough and keep cutting out the shape until all the dough is used. If you cut triangles and they are losing their shape, you can help reform them into triangles on the pan by pressing them into the natural triangle between your thumb and pointer finger, as shown in the pictures.
- Sprinkle the tops with sea salt, if desired (or coarse turbinado sugar). Place onto baking sheets, spaced about an inch apart, and bake for 10-12 minutes or until the tops begin to turn golden and the sides look fluffy. Allow to cool 2-4 minutes before serving. Serve warm with more butter, or your preferred marmalade or jam. Orange marmalade would be an excellent accompaniment. Makes 10 scones.
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The Next Book in this series is A Court of Wings and Ruin. Sarah J. Maas also has another series that begins with the Throne of Glass.
The Juliet Dark (Carol Goodman) series The Fairwick Chronicles begins with a book called Demon Lover, about a woman who falls in love with a man who is Fae, and more clever and powerful than she realizes, as well as being irresistible.
Tess of the Road and the Seraphina series by Rachel Hartman also features a young woman who sacrificed much so her sister could have more, and overcome the limitations of her circumstances, and discovered the great power of her will to change her life.
Alphabet of Thorn by Patricia McKillip contains a palace by the sea that guards a library of hidden treasures and secrets, and a nearby school of magic, where students must learn to harness and utilize their abilities.
“You are no one’s subject.”
“You can be a pawn, be someone’s reward, and spend the rest of your immortal life bowing and scraping and pretending you’re less...Or, you’ve got another choice. You can master whatever powers we gave to you, and make it count. You can play a role in this war.”
“You want to save the mortal realm? Become vital. Become a weapon.”
“She wins. That bitch wins if you let yourself fall apart.”
“The wealthier they are, the more restricted their freedoms and roles become. You’d think that money would buy you the ability to do whatever you pleased.”
“You can either let it wreck you...or you can learn to live with it.”
“There are different kinds of darkness. There is the darkness that frightens, the darkness that soothes, the darkness that is restful. There is the darkness of lovers, and the darkness of assassins. It becomes what the bearer wishes it to be, needs it to be. It is not wholly bad or good.”
“The Court of Dreams. The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream. The bastard-born warriors, the Illyrian half-breed, the monster trapped in a beautiful body, the dreamer born into a court of nightmares...And the huntress with an artist’s soul.”
“To the people who look at the stars and wish...to the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”
“Here was the most powerful High Lord ever born. The face of dreams and nightmares.”
“When you spend so long trapped in darkness, you find that the darkness begins to stare back.”
“Then I would have torn apart the world to get you back.”
“I never knew Illyrians were such sensitive babies.”
“Maybe teach the others who were like me: broken in places and trying to fight it—trying to learn who they were around the dark and pain. And I would go home at the end of every day exhausted but content—fulfilled.”
“There you are. I’ve been looking for you...His first words to me—not a lie at all, not a threat to keep those faeries away. Thank you for finding her for me.”
“I love you. And I’d endure every second of it over again so I could find you. And if war comes, we’ll face it. Together. I won’t let them take me from you. And I won’t let them take you from me, either.”
“My friend through many dangers. My lover who had healed my broken and weary soul. My mate who had waited for me against all hope, despite all odds.”
“My mate. Death incarnate. Night triumphant.”
“We deserve each other. And we deserve to be happy.”
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