i finished this story because i bulk bought it on tapas for the main story and honestly i regret persevering through it. the side stories were better than the main but i think too much is missing in context for it to be consumed separately.
all in all, she was sold like a broodmare by her own father at age of 11 to man i approximate to be 21 from the clues, a political manoeuvre she remained completely ignorant to for the sake of securing support for a prince that was to die a death only an inch less pathetic than being shot on the toilet, prior to which she was told by her father never to return, during which she was neglected and scorned in her home for being what if not being a child then by her own accounts raped (because i do not know what succumbing to him means but that cannot be fulfilling any tenets of consent) every time he went off to war, thrown out of the land she was sold to when zachary died like the stupid fuck he is, left to starve and died in some abbey only for god to turn back time so that she could die giving birth to an heir that must exist?! what level of bioessentialist fuckery must one possess to write a story in which the purpose of their main character’s entire existence is to have some white guy’s child because said child would unify the continent??? im convinced she has gone insane from the trauma of her previous life because the level of pure delusion required to accept being the saint of such a god requires the abandonment of all sanity.
im not even angry anymore because i was angry the whole time i read this and now im just exhausted. this whole story is exhausting. it is so tiring to read stories of women and girls being forced to perform emotional labour to save men from themselves/each other so that the women/girls in question will not become canon fodder for their capital gains or personal development. it is draining to read about her happiness being entirely dependent upon her husband’s power and the children she bore for him like some kind of incubator you take to the ball. sure you could make the argument that she is a saint (with the power to do what beside help her husband lmao) that she brought lace to arno but is any of that independent from zachary? no. he can have all his achievements for himself but everything she achieves is tied to the duchy which belongs to him. if i wanted fuckass misogyny masquerading as white feminism i would just look outside why would i pay for it
i finished this story because i bulk bought it on tapas for the main story and honestly i regret persevering through it. the side stories were better than the main but i think too much is missing in context for it to be consumed separately.
all in all, she was sold like a broodmare by her own father at age of 11 to man i approximate to be 21 from the clues, a political manoeuvre she remained completely ignorant to for the sake of securing support for a prince that was to die a death only an inch less pathetic than being shot on the toilet, prior to which she was told by her father never to return, during which she was neglected and scorned in her home for being what if not being a child then by her own accounts raped (because i do not know what succumbing to him means but that cannot be fulfilling any tenets of consent) every time he went off to war, thrown out of the land she was sold to when zachary died like the stupid fuck he is, left to starve and died in some abbey only for god to turn back time so that she could die giving birth to an heir that must exist?! what level of bioessentialist fuckery must one possess to write a story in which the purpose of their main character’s entire existence is to have some white guy’s child because said child would unify the continent??? im convinced she has gone insane from the trauma of her previous life because the level of pure delusion required to accept being the saint of such a god requires the abandonment of all sanity.
im not even angry anymore because i was angry the whole time i read this and now im just exhausted. this whole story is exhausting. it is so tiring to read stories of women and girls being forced to perform emotional labour to save men from themselves/each other so that the women/girls in question will not become canon fodder for their capital gains or personal development. it is draining to read about her happiness being entirely dependent upon her husband’s power and the children she bore for him like some kind of incubator you take to the ball. sure you could make the argument that she is a saint (with the power to do what beside help her husband lmao) that she brought lace to arno but is any of that independent from zachary? no. he can have all his achievements for himself but everything she achieves is tied to the duchy which belongs to him. if i wanted fuckass misogyny masquerading as white feminism i would just look outside why would i pay for it