When Joanna Pengerran fled Buxford as a child to escape her murderous stepfather, she took refuge among the tinkers. The proud and wilful scion of a great family, she grows up with only one vengeance on the man who usurped her father. To this end, she carves a niche for herself in the Elizabethan underworld. Across her path blunders Angel, a fugitive from prejudice and superstition. It is a meeting destined to disrupt both their lives, to change them in ways they could never have foreseen.
Oof. Perhaps it doesn't help that I encountered this in a mishelved situation and for a good part of the first chapter thought that it would be a light YA fantasy novel - which it isn't. It's romantic ("romantic") historic fiction, and it's really not my cup of tea. I see that the author's debut novel won the Georgette Heyer prize for the genre, and can only conclude that, indeed, it was better than this, or that the judges like this more than I do.
I found the writing something of a grind, the characters miserable, and the tale more miserable still. The depiction of Tudor lives was a little better - nice, for a book of this type, to find it includes a variety of races, faces and social strata - and neither overly romanticised, nor miserified. I simply didn't find anything to draw me in, and the entire experience was far more of a slog than I'd expected...going by the cover!