Ilze

Sweet, nicely-written story with some of my favourite romance tropes woven into the plot very smoothly - the wounded hero Henry, who lost the use of his right arm at the battle of Waterloo, ending up with a huge load of guilt because of what happened there, and a romance that is carried on by correspondence. Francis, the heroine, also has a past with secrets, and guilty feelings because of them, and the story is about how these two wounded people find a way to grow past the secrets, a misunderstanding and their personal issues to be together. The story also has some wonderful love scenes, and a great duel scene that is worth the price of the book on its own.  

One anachronism - the story takes place in 1815, but the characters talk about visiting the "National Gallery" - which was only founded in 1824.  Its predecessor, the British Institution, is also mentioned in the book, so it seems a little odd that the 2 mistakes with the National Gallery were allowed to stay in the book.  One other small annoyance in a couple of places in the story - the one-word sentences intended to emphasize the speaker's feelings. I. Hate. Those.

But aside from these niggles, this was a very very good read, and I'm looking forward to the next books in this series - the next one is about Caroline, Francis' social butterfly cousin and employer (until Francis marries the hero) and I hope the one after that is about Bart, Henry's friend.