Lindsay Townsend, author of many medieval romance titles, never eschews the History for the Romance. Her stories are not about fantasy people, but the ordinary folk of the period doing the best they can within the bounds of their stations.
Esther is rebuilding her life in widowhood after an enforced marriage to an abusive older man who transferred his psychological problems onto her with his fists. She learns through a messenger that her social-climbing elder brother has given her hand, in lieu of a favour and without her knowledge, to Sir Henry of Leafton.
‘Plain Harry’ is anything but plain and meets use of the slighting nickname with the force of his battle training. Esther fears another enforced, abusive marriage, but knowing her history, is Sir Henry intent on riding to claim her, or to court her?
The characters are well-built and very real, rooted in their learned experiences. Harry’s martial eye misses nothing, while Esther’s life hiding from her over-bearing brother, of making cordials and chutneys for the winter, gives the reader a rounded view of medieval life for a woman. Compliments have been few, and it is when Plain Harry begins to treat Esther as a woman with a mind and accomplishments, she uncurls and blossoms, and he, so used to being around fighting men, realises there is another side to his own nature.
As a reader, it was wonderful to watch it all unfold. I’d like to see more from Esther and Harry as they make a life together and re-thatch the tiny wooden church. Highly recommended.