I loved how this book turned the usual characters in Regency novels on their heads.
Ferdinand Makenham is the grandson of an Earl, the heir to the earldom, after his father. On his twenty-fifth birthday, Ferdy is given a home and told it is his year to marry. Not forced---no, this is not one of those stories. But instead, Ferdy is told, he will now, pouf, suddenly discover a woman who he will want for his wife—just as his father and grandfather did. And, indeed on the day he moves into the house, he sees a woman who is a resident of the house nextdoor, and pouf, he is mesmerized and knows he wants her to be his wife.
As it happens, it is Fanny Winterton, one of the sisters who lost everything when their brother died at sea. Except for the oldest sister, who was already married, the young women had had to move to various home across Britain, to serve as governesses, companions, chaperones, etc. Fanny is working for a charity run by a daughter of a peer, who has an establishment which hires fallen women. They do seamstress work for a shop, set up by the charitable lady, which caters to middle class women. Fanny was chosen for her seamstress skills but is expected, as a gentlewoman, to be the “face” of the shop as well as advising on what is fashionable and helping with the dress designs.
Fanny is also attracted to him but feels he cannot be interested in her because he is so above her touch.
So, what I really liked about this story was these MCs are exactly the type of characters usually maligned by characters in Regency romances as being too frivolous. For both of them, fashion is the most important thing in their lives. No readers of books are these MCs. Nor have they any interest in politics or the war or any such boring subject and he is not athletic. Instead, they talk about fabrics and bonnets and collars. Still, they are honorable, considerate, and kind---and so cute. And so different from the usual fare, it kept my interest quite well.