Is love enough to make someone give up all they know and have just to be with that certain special other one? Though the cynic/realist in me says it's not possible for the daughter of an English Duke to give up her whole life to live as a peasant in Napoleonic France, there's a part of me that thinks it's possible that they'll have their HEA.
But the really intriguing thing about this book is that the heroine is no braindead simpering miss. Katherine Devereux dismisses all her classmates babblings about perfect love, but at only 19 and when Alain Montclair makes it his mission to *woo* her, she just can't help but fall. After ingeniously following him to France (really, the way she executes it is impressive) and in a roundabout way breaking him out of prison, she finds herself headed to the vineyards of the Cote d'Or where she begins to realise that, in the grand scheme of things, the ideas she held important were perhaps not the be all and end all. And so we watch the glorious unfolding of an immature superbitch into a more pragmatic slightly less superbitch.
If you can get past the shocking cover and the fact it is a romance book through and through, I highly recommend it.
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