Approaching her 40th birthday, going through a bitter divorce and broke from legal fees, Maggie was just begging for an escape. Any excuse to avoid having to deal with her shamble of life will do and finally, a bit of luck. Her aunt, an eccentric living across the water in Scotland, provides her with an invitation to visit. So, packing up, Maggie flies over to forget about her troubles for a while. Spending time at a local medieval fair festival isn’t exactly what she wanted to do but dressed in a gorgeous gown, Maggie is determined to make the best of it.
While on site, the fuzzy feeling won’t leave her head and upon walking the maze, she gets lost and disoriented. And she literally runs directly into a man on a horse. The man, who is dressed in costume as well, hurts his ankle. And despite the circumstances, Maggie is frustrated when he refuses to drop the act and talk normally. She is brought to the castle where she is assumed to be the cousin of the Lord’s Mother, and apparently is betrothed to the brute of a Lord.
Once she comes to terms with the crazy reality that she has indeed traveled through time, Maggie and Nick realize there love for one another puts them in real danger and they look for an escape.
What a disjointed and boring book. Much of the book the heroine stubbornly refuses to believe she’s in a different time. She is boorish and completely unladylike and if this was real, she would have been burnt as a witch for his behavior. Nick, the hero, was a complete non-factor and honestly spent about 60 pages of the 360-page book present in the scene. To top that all off, once back in her own time, Maggie realizes Nick is reincarnated as a rock star, a man whom she never met. This was completely disorientating, and the author needed to establish some connection between Adrian and Maggie at the start which makes this reveal more impactful. I wish she spent more time on Nick and Maggie in total as their eternal and soul consuming love was comically rushed.