I picked this up after Christmas since it has been a stressful season and I needed a treat. But I have to say I was disappointed. I’d read some of Ms. Deveraux’s stories long ago and remember enjoying them. But this one seemed less cohesive than those. The prose felt awkward and the motivations lacking in my humble opinion. It is possible, of course, that my tastes in fiction have changed. However, I didn’t think I’d changed so much that I couldn’t enjoy a basic medieval romance. If you’re a dyed-in-the-wool romance reader you will probably enjoy this more than I did, but if feminism is your new thing you may want to pass.