It's a 3am review I'm writing as i have spent the whole day devouring this book.
Fun to read. Beautiful romantic tension while the annoying vendetta was being resolved, because it felt like the insults got in the way of the romantic tension that was trying to build during the book - pre-climax RT of which we only got a glimpse - a marvellous glimpse - of during the masquerade scene.
Romance turned weirdly sexual near the end with some odd word choices that jumped out and distracted from the romance, as well as..... *that* scene. The timing just before the big reveal was a tad too awkward for my liking, and then the reveal of the "killer" didnt really feel like it paid off. So even after her father's involvement, it was a faceless general that sent her brother to his death???
I found Sir Archibald perhaps one of the most lifeless characters I've ever known, though i have no doubt he was written that way. Yet it made me frustrated, because i kept thinking I'd see a new side of him, yet he always seemed to be in the same mood, still weirdly calm, and monumentally dispassionate about the deaths in his family. You grieved your son? Well, show an inkling of EMOTION, dammit!
Another thing i understand is that with romance books, yes there has to be the big romantic payoff. And that usually includes long flowery speeches, or sex, or both. Thank goodness we were spared a sex scene, however it seemed to be made up for in words and gushes of emotion from this previously stoic guy. Words that got very intense, very quickly.
Now, I'm pretty sure that the drastic turn of events he had to put up with would've shaken anyone's mindset a bit, so I'll grant that.
I still don't understand the often needless use within romance writing to emphasise sexuality with bold words.
But you see, it's one of the things that speaks for itself. Putting in 1/4 of a teaspoon of chilli to a dish doesnt seem like much but for sure, it has a twang. Add another 1/4 and it leaves you sucking your breath in, but not quite uncomfortable enough to do anything about it. Another quarter and you'll be running for the water.
I guess it's also the context.
The whole book itself wasnt *overtly* romantic because of the mystery and misadventures, or how she spent 95% of her time not with the love interest (I'd thought - and hoped - he'd be more directly involved (like, physically present) though.)
Her being a child posing as a grownup, and of everyone around her telling her how young she is, that she's a "girl/boy" more than a "woman/man". So i guess that's why i found the sexual stuff affecting me differently than say, reading about a twenty something woman knowing what she wants.
Ah, there's the other thing.
I WISH we got to see more inside Hetty's head when the whole lovey doveyness started.
What was her reaction to that very first kiss? What are her thought processes? How did she suddenly realise she loved him when she'd spent too long hating him in vain?
Many questions to ponder over the next day or two.
Oh, might I add, the descriptions of debauchery and saddeningly loose-moraled men left me sharing Hetty's disgust, wondering if there mightve been another way to write it, or replace it with something else, for it feels like that's the overtone i found invading my thoughts even in other scenes. I wonder if there mightve been a way to resolve some of those subplots and the ones connected to them, given how they seemed central to some characters (aka Lord Harry's friends). I heard there may be a sequel, maybe it's in there. (Edit: apparently, no sequel.... damn)
Oh, and i liked the third person omniscient narration. Which is something that should be used more in fiction, i think. Flitting from one head to another gained funny/helpful insights in situations even from random passersby. Made me laugh a little.
TL;DR: i enjoyed it even with the weird bits, but some freaked me out more than others. A good laugh, mainly from second hand embarrassment.