The prose and style is good, the historical aspects quite enjoyable, but the romance in this one? Cringe inducing. Truly. I enjoyed Bewitching Season
, even if it was predictable, but this second offering was just ... off-putting. And who on earth would fall for the whole "In order to save you, I must deflower you before marrying you, although I love you so much and I fully intend to marry you." Ick. And no one is that pathetic. Seriously, Niall, you could think of no better plan? There was nothing else you could do? Well, that makes Niall either stupid or unimaginative, possibly both, with lechery thrown into the less than heroic or palatable mix of a male lead. Seriously, he was so bland. And his family? No one else picked up on those vibes?
I still look forward to reading The Waterloo Plot
, due out later this year, but I can only hope it returns to the form of Doyle's debut and not this lackluster volume.