Hurray, for a worthy medieval romance writer!
Violetta has the power to entertain the reader with interesting characters and excellent dialogues. It’s easy to forgive her (few) indulgences to contemporary language (“He’d have to realign his priorities” is not very appropriate for a Viking jarl ;-).
Mercy is definitely the pillar of the story: “Grant me courage to be merciful! The greatest value her parents had impressed upon her was a charitable spirit”. This is Rachelle, the Saxon heroine. “Mercy….Please, God, have mercy on my family”, she prays, desperate to be reunited to her family.
There’s a lot of violence in England, in times of the Norman conquering. Tyr is a different kind of Viking warrior, learned, just, caring. “He exuded confidence and exercised mercy”, thinks Rachelle of him. “Wisdom was more valuable than gold”, is Tyr’s philosophy.
Rachelle fears Vikings when she is forced to live among them: “Vikings appeared as untamed as their lands”. In time of war she is frightened by Vikings predisposition to war; in time of peace, she is scared by their lewd behaviour.
There’s a powerful, unusual starting in this romance. Tyr and Rochelle meet on a battlefield, among corpses. They both mourn someone they lost in the massacre. Attraction is immediate, palpable, but attraction doesn’t work for women if trust lacks. Rachelle will give herself to Tyr only when she can trust him, while Tyr’ll conquer her heart only when he shows his true feelings.
The beginning of the story on the battle-field and the voyage to Norway are the best parts of the story. The prosecution is not particularly original, but the writer masters the art of retelling stories already known: betrayal, kidnapping, rescue, falling in love. Everything is told in an irresistible and utterly pleasureable style. Difficult not to read this story, but in one solution.