Chapter 34 begins with Merry being brought to that spring
that she and Adair brought back to life with their love, or some crap. Fflur
makes Merry drink a cup of the water, and then she begins washing Merry’s
wounds in the spring. Merry notices that the pain is slowly lessening, from
sharp pain to a dull ache.
They go back to the queen’s bedroom, which had been
thoroughly cleaned during the banquet. Galen helps Merry strip down, and then
Doyle curls up into bed next to her. Frost tells her that he will give up the
chance to sleep next to her as there is someone else who needs her more, and
Adair comes to the bed. He tells Merry that the queen has allowed him to become
‘Merry’s’ if she will have him, and of course Merry welcomes him into her
throng.
They wake up later and the queen is standing above them at
the foot of her bed. She tells Merry that she isn’t sure who she envies more,
Merry for being surrounded by her men, or her men for laying with Merry. She
also tells them that because of Merry, she has chosen several guys to take to
her bed this night.
After the queen leaves, Merry wonders where the rest of her
men are, so she sends Rhys off to look for them. A short time later, they
return. All of them, Barinthus and Usna and Abloec and Onilwyn and Amatheon and
Hawthorne and Ivi and Brii. ALL OF THEM STUPID FUCKING NAMES.
They do some stupid mock marriage ceremony, I kid you
fucking not. Merry agrees to protect all of them, and Onilwyn seems to take
offense to this. He thinks that means Merry now controls all their fate, but
Merry reasons that they all are in charge of their individual fates, she is
responsible for them all as a whole.
“An
absolute monarch who believes in free will, isn’t that against the rules?”
Onilwyn asked.
“No,” I said, my face buried against Adair’s skin, “it’s not. Not against my
rules.” My voice was beginning to drag with that edge of sleep.
“I think I will like your rules,” Onilwyn said, and his voice, too, was growing
heavy.
“The rules, yes,” Rhys said, “but the housework is a bitch.”
“Housework!” Onilwyn said. “The sidhe don’t do housework.”
“My house, my rules,” I said.
Actually, it’s Maeve Reed’s house.
So all the new men start bitching about how they don’t want
to do any housework, and the sex better be damn good if they’re expected to do
housework!
Merry yells at them all to be quiet so she can get some
sleep, and the chapter ends with Merry overhearing Rhys brag to the new guys
about how amazing the sex with Merry is.
Wait, that’s how the FUCKING BOOK ENDS. No warning, nothing.
Rhys is bragging about the sex, and Merry wonders if she’s truly a mortal any more,
and the book ends.
Good fucking riddance. NOTHING HAPPENED in this book. What
was the plot? Was there a plot? It was essentially Merry frolicking around
while people kept trying to kill her. She transforms some of her men into gods,
a magical cup comes to her from where-fucking-ever, she stops the queen from
butchering the guards, and fights a duel. And yet, nothing fucking happens.
At least the first two books had a plot. The first one had
Merry coming back to Faerie and learning she’s now a co-heir to the throne.
Book two had Merry trying to figure out who loosed the Nameless and also those
elder god ghosts. This book had… ?
The worst thing, though, is that I think the next few books
have the same exact plot. So, stick around, folks, because you’re not at all in
for a treat.
With this, I’m taking a bit of a break. I’ll still be
posting, though not as much, and about my OWN adventures in writing. Also about
running, since my marathon training plan starts mid-March. I’ve also taken up
painting, so you may get some of my “art”. I will also be moving somewhere in
this break, and I may do a few reviews of other books I read. Everything I
write during this break will be better than ONE LKH novel, I guarantee you that.
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