Synopsis:
Young, naïve and innocent, Lady Ellen Pembroke falls for a young army officer. Paul has such an easy enchanting smile and his blue eyes glow, vibrancy and warmth emanating from him. She is in love.
Captain Paul Harding, finds his attention captured by the beautiful young daughter of the Duke of Pembroke at a house party in the summer. Finding Ellen is like finding treasure on a battle torn field. His sanity clings to her; something beautiful to remind him that all in the world is not ugly. She’s someone to fight for and someone to survive for when he is called to arms in the battle of Waterloo…
Excerpt:
Ellen had prayed last night, over and over, while Paul slept, whispering the words out loud in case God could not hear them if they were spoken in her mind. She pleaded and begged God to keep him alive and bring him back.
When she went out for a walk with Jennifer just after midday, an exodus had begun; carriages and carts were being loaded with furniture and baggage. People were fleeing the city before the fighting began – all the people who had laughed and danced as thought they had no fear.
Not everyone was leaving though; there were still many hardy revelers in the parks.
But watching others leaving increased the fear Ellen struggled to hold back. It slept inside her, still gently breathing, and then occasionally something would stir it and it would wake, running into her blood, gripping about her heart, and capturing the air in her lungs.
My Thoughts: This book was as good as the rest of the author’s Marlowe Intrigues series. Her writing took me deep within the story, the emotion and sensuality, immersed in her descriptive sentences wooing me to reread paragraphs for the pure love of the language used. I have likened Jane Lark’s historical regency writing to sipping a good brandy, warming you inside and out, from head to toe.
Lady Ellen’s unadulterated innocence and naivety absolutely broke my heart. She was thrust into situations she knew not how to extract herself. She was very much a prisoner of her upbringing, ever the lady with manners to match. Desperately, she escapes her unbearable father, Duke of Pembroke, who meant to sell her to an old titled man so his place among the aristocracy would give him more prestige. Duke of Pembroke was an unloving father who would bend his daughter to his liking.
When Ellen fell in love with Paul Harding, an exceedingly handsome and apparently kind gentlemen captain of the army, her father refused to let her marry him. Contrary to her upbringing, she ran off with Paul to marry in Scotland.
Captain Paul Harding, I saw as a man very self-centered, yet good, nevertheless. He was just a few years older than Elle -- very young, too, and dealt with horrors most of us don’t see. He sought to cleanse his being from such horror, through the purity of Ellen’s soul and exceptional beauty. Standing in her presence calmed him while the fights of the battlefields dimmed. He knew he was cruel and selfish to take Ellen to the battlefield. He reached for what would tend his wounds, not thinking what it would do to this lovely girl, who practically worshipped him. He begun to see what he had done, but by then it was too late. Ellen was with him, he loved her and she him. She could not return to her family—the deed was done.
As the story unfolds, Ellen learns a new life with Paul, far from her pampered life of a duke’s daughter. She misses her mother and sisters terribly. She gives up her mother and sisters to have Paul. She tells herself several times within the story how much she loves him, how much he is worth it. Sometimes, I think she wills herself to love him overly to compensate for the uncomfortable life of being a soldier’s wife living in deplorable conditions on the trail in preparation for battle. She clings to him in this new world, learning about life, love, war, and about the cruelty of man. Many a scene had me in tears. The shroud of purity and innocence is torn from her eyes, revealing a very different world from what she enjoyed as a child and young adult.
Paul’s commanding officer, Lieutenant Colonel, tells her that her husband has died in battle. With that news, her life had no direction, her rudder destroyed. She was in total shock. She lets the Lieutenant Colonel take her to his home. After weeks of mourning, she learns she’s pregnant with Paul’s child. She remains at his home so she could have a place for the baby to be born. And being the innocent she is, she doesn’t realize by her choice he has become her protector with demands of his own. She becomes a whore without whoring, just by association. She didn’t understand any of this. The inner strife and turmoil that Ellen goes through and helplessness in the society she finds herself in, struggling between the world of where she grew up and how she should act, and the reality of her present circumstance, made me feel sorrow, pity and remorse—a heroine bearing tragedy alone.
Jane Lark created a gloriously moving story. The love between Jane and Paul fairly jumped off the page. Ms. Lark does an absolutely riveting job with her haunting sentences of poetic prose. I find myself highlighting and marveling how her writing captures my heart. I most heartedly recommend this series.