This author thinks I'm stupid. She keeps explaining everything very clearly and then repeating those explanations on every other page. Many thoughts and feelings of the characters were obvious from the dialogue (or could have been made clear with better dialogue), but the author still insists on describing them over and over again. By page 10 I knew that the hero didn't think he was worhy of the heroine, but I had to read an analysis of this fact even around page 250. This combined with some hilarious descriptions of the more sensual parts of the story made the book a bit of a painfull read.

Still, I can't say I expected much anyway. This is a harlequin historical, after all. The plot is silly, but I like a little silly in my life sometimes. And to the credit of the author, I never guessed who the villain of the story was.