The daughter of a bishop, Julia Witton had some-how reached the grand age of four-and-twenty unmarried. So her parents had arranged for her to wed the odious Mr. Oglesby. Julia's efforts to escape this fate resulted only in her eye being blackened, struck by a mysterious pouch thrown from a passing coach--an event that strangely coincided with the arrival of the foppish Lord Rossiter.
He was visiting the bishop's country home ostensibly to pursue his passion for flowers. But it soon became apparent to Julia that this devilish peer had not nearly such sweet-scented purposes....
You know a romance novel is good when I actually, 1, admit to reading it, and 2, bother writing a review for it.
It was a good length, not over-written or over-long.
Well-written. "Ostensibly" made it onto the back cover.
Reasonable plotline; no really unnecessary drama tossed in. Also, a nice homage to The Scarlet Pimpernel.
If you're concerned about it; no 4-page sex scenes; the book has some comments and passionate kisses, but not breast-similes and "flaming passions."
Strong female characters and believable sisterly relationships. It's always nice to see women who are powerful and well-written who do not develop a sudden case of Stockholm syndrome or make asinine decisions.
In summary; if you wanted to read a romance novel for a few hours, give this one a shot.