

All this plays out nicely at Spence academy, but a large part of the novel is also set in London itself at Christmas time: balls, balls, tea parties, more balls, more tea parties and proper young ladies. At the same time the reader gets to deal with a new mysterious teacher, the replacement of Miss Moore. In Rebel Angels, it is Gemma’s job to ‘bind the magic’ which she’d unleashed after destroying the runes at the end of A Great and Terrible Beauty. Anyway, once in a while you’d wish she’d stopped herself to look back on what she’d already written, because redundancy is quickly catching up with her… Where’s that editor when you need him/her?

What is more, Libba’s prose always keeps on having that natural flow despite her many attempts at Victorian linguistic Britishisms.

I mean, parts 2 and 3 have a page count of well over 1300 pages, but it’s not like Libba makes it hard on the reader: both books still have the gothic flair of A Great and Terrible Beauty and on top of that, the girl can spin a metaphor like the best of them. The one-week thing should tell you something. Since the cat read part 2 and 3 of Libba Bray’s Gemma Doyle trilogy in the span of a week or so, it didn’t really make a lot of sense to write down a separate review for the 2 books.
