- Page Count: 279
- Release Date: May 3, 2016
- My Rating: 1.5 stars
When Eadlyn became the first princess of Illéa to hold her own Selection, she didn’t think she would fall in love with any of her thirty-five suitors. She spent the first few weeks of the competition counting down the days until she could send them all home. But as events at the palace force Eadlyn even further into the spotlight, she realizes that she might not be content remaining alone.
Eadlyn still isn’t sure she’ll find the fairytale ending her parents did twenty years ago. But sometimes the heart has a way of surprising you…and soon Eadlyn must make a choice that feels more impossible—and more important—than she ever imagined.
So… this book was a great reminder of how weak the story & characters got at the end of The Selection series and HOW MUCH BEAUTIFUL COVERS CAN DISAPPOINT ME.
I genuinely liked the first part of Eadlyn’s story in The Heir, but there really was no plot arc in this sequel. It just plowed straight through in a bland line to the end. Everyone’s character was reduced to some empty shell with dialogue… I can’t even properly rage about how infuriatingly DULL this whole thing was because I’m still so bored.
There was a partial focus on her mother’s health issues, half of a focus on Eadyln coming to terms with ruling the country, and then sometimes she’d randomly remember that whole Selection thing. Everything felt like a side show, especially the typical background chatter of political unrest that this series fails so well at. These books are fun fluffy reads, but the embarrassing attempts at political analysis completely destroy them.
My biggest issue with all of the books I’ve read by Kiera Cass is that events seem to happen because the author just wants them to. The whole book read like watching a middle school play… like all of the characters are forced to say these lines without actually feeling anything or having any realistic reactions and then they rush haphazardly onto the next scene. One second Eadlyn’s barely talking to a guy and the next second they’re crying about how they’re soulmates and getting married?? I do not care. I feel nothing except regret for the past 2 hours I spent reading this mess.
Nice things I have to say: middle schoolers would probably really enjoy this book (even the adults in it acted like tweens at times). And that is the most gorgeous cover ever. Why.