The Seduction of the Crimson Rose by Lauren Willig; page count 385
I’ve been slowly (very slowly) reading my way through the Pink Carnation series by Lauren Willig. Generally, unless the series is uber-compelling I’ll let some time go by before reading the next book in a series. (To date there have only been two series which I read straight through: Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings. Sorry, but my bar is pretty high.)
This fourth addition to the Napoleonic spy/romance series follows the cynical Lothario, Lord Sebastian Vaughn and the cynical temptress Mary Alsworthy as they trade barbs while attempting to track down a deadly French spy, the Black Tulip. There’s also several chapters devoted to a PhD history candidate Eloise, who is attempting a dissertation on the Pink Carnation as well as attempting to snag a particular man, Colin.
This is by far my favorite because of the two main characters. Miss Alsworthy and Lord Vaughn are fantastic together! These two do not mince words and spare no one’s feelings. I love Vaughn’s clever cuts and Alsworthy’s witty retorts. They do tend more toward the gooey side near the end of the book, but generally they stay true to their shrewd ways. It’s like reading a slightly more cut-throat Cary Grant zing and be zinged effortlessly by his main squeeze. (It’s reminiscent of this scene from His Girl Friday.)
Also, I figured out why I don’t like the modern part of the book: I don’t like Eloise. Don’t get me wrong, if she existed as a real live human being, we might be friends, but I don’t like being in her head. The Eloise parts are written in a stream-of-consciousness style. She’s meant to be an intelligent woman abroad, but she comes across much more ditzy than intelligent. Yes, I understand that intelligent women can have some seriously dingy moments. However, I do not particularly like reading a blow-by-blow of her inner-head ditziness. I find it difficult to believe that a woman who is working on a dissertation from an Ivy League school would mistake a marble statue of Hercules for a museum attendant. (Yeah. That happened.)
I would still recommend these books whole-heartedly to others despite my distaste for the Eloise bits. It’s a fluffy, no-brainer, rom-com of a book series, but that’s nice now and again, isn’t it?
My library has the audio of the next book, and after Indigo’s review, I might just give that a shot.