“I take you, Violet Mary, to be my wife. To have, to hold. To love, honor, and cherish. To amuse, to pleasure, to make smile and laugh. To dance with, at every opportunity. To respect always, and tease on occasion. To confide in, whenever need be. To treasure, protect, admire-“ She couldn’t help but laugh. “I don’t think these words are in the vows.” “They’re in my vows,” he said gravely.
After a bitter disappointment, Violet Winterbottom has stopped believing in happily ever after. But one winter’s eve, when she is standing quietly in the corner of a ballroom and a tall, handsome stranger covered in dirt and blood comes in and collapses at her feet, she feels an instant attraction to this man that is too powerful to be ignored. He sure looks different from Lord Christian Pierce, her childhood friend (or “The Disappointment” as Violet has come to think of him). The boy who used to exchange phrases in foreign languages with her just to see if she could figure out what language it was. The one who disappeared without another word after he slept with her, breaking her heart with just one little note. The one who, for some reason, is now pretending to be a simple farmhand from Brittany…
I absolutely loved this story. I loved how, despite everything, Violet and Christian had the courage to give each other a second chance, to get to know the people they had become while they were apart. How he literally risked his life to see her just because he had heard that her family had finally had enough and intended to marry her off as soon as possible. A perfect Christmas novella, and a great addition to the Spindle Cove series.