A review by torins
The Falconer by Elizabeth May

4.0

Whilst I was innocently perusing the pages of this gorgeously illustrated book, I just so happened to notice a few hundred similarities to the Fever series by KMM.
OK.
It wasn't a few hundred but I most definitely did detect some elements that were ...similar.

Hmm, but I don't really care.

I like this book, it may be a bit of a ripoff, but it's a good ripoff. There was a different set of priorities and expectations and frankly, it wasn't as dark as the Fever series, or quite as hot.

But, this isn't adult fantasy so whatevs.
So we have our heroine, who's mom got killed by a fae and she saw the whole thing, because her mom happened to braid this plant that lets you see fae into her hair.

And she's totally PTSD about it, which is nice and believable, except she somehow knows how to make weapons grade explosive, which I find not so believable.

Still, makes for a good story.

The characters are cool, except it's mostly Aileana and the male MC, Kieran who are in the story. There's a best friend and her brother and a pipsqueak fairy too.

I liked the plot, but I also didn't think that the little love story was a bit meh too. He suddenly loves her and sacrifices himself with only some vague sexual advances that I admittedly enjoyed, but nothing concrete.
I think we needed more time before dramatic sacrifices for love.

Still, enjoyable story and characters and plot.

I leave you with a tidbit from the story.

The seal breaking is an inevitability,’ Kiaran says, stuffing his hands into his pockets. ‘It’ll happen when the lunar eclipse occurs on midwinter. In six days.’

‘Six days,’ I whisper, almost unable to say the words.

I go cold and it’s hard to breathe. That’s too soon. If the fae manage to escape, how will it be possible to save the city? An entire human army couldn’t defeat the fae. Even a few more escaped redcaps could wreak untold havoc. I can’t stand against them if that happens, not on my own. I can’t save everyone.

‘We have to find the seal before that happens,’ I tell him. ‘Reactivate it somehow.’

He shakes his head. ‘The seal can only be reactivated during the eclipse. All the sìthichean will have slipped through by then.’

‘Surely there must be something we can do,’ I say.

‘We have one chance.’ He is so quiet I can only just hear him over the breeze. Around us, the trees rattle and dead leaves tumble through the grass. ‘You have to be there to reactivate it,’ he says. ‘You’re the only one who can.’