December 15, 2011 by thebookslayer
Recommend: All those who loved the Bridgerton Series really should read this book.
*Loved the humor. Julia Quinn has always been witty and I find that Honoria can be just as witty as Penelope.
*You get to see the real Smythe-Smith girls and understand that they two(for the most part) know how horrible they sound. But the show must go on.
*Marcus can compete with any of the Bridgerton men. His story is just as lovable. He is astranged from his father and spent most of his time with his Best Friend Daniel Smythe-Smith. Therefore we get to see him interact with Honoria from a young age.
*One of the highlights for me was when Honoria’s ploy to get Gregory Bridgerton to help her back to a house party (via digging a small hole and pretending to trip and sprain an ankle) back fires and Marcus ends up with the sprain.
Things I didn’t like:
*I wanted more of the story of Daniel and why he was exiled. I am pretty sure she will write a book explaining all.
*I didn’t want it to end.
““No. Haven’t you been listening?”
Marcus would always remember that moment. It was to be the first time he would ever be faced with that most vexing of female quirks: the question that had nothing but wrong answers.” “
“ “I shall have one, too,” he told her. “So that you don’t feel alone.”
She tried not to smile. “That is most generous of you.”
“I am quite certain it is my gentlemanly duty.”
“To eat cake?”
“It is one of the more appealing of my gentlemanly duties,” he allowed.” “
“ “If you do not apologize to Lady Honoria,” Marcus said, his voice so mild as to be terrifying, “I will kill you.”
There was a collective gasp, and Daisy faked a swoon, sliding elegantly into Iris, who promptly stepped aside and let her hit the floor.
“Oh, come now,” Mr. Grimston said. “Surely it won’t come to pistols at dawn.”
“I’m not talking about a duel,” Marcus said. “I mean I will kill you right here.”“
“ “Honoria had a plan.
It had come to her in church that morning. (The ladies went; the gentlemen somehow managed to get out of it.) It wasn’t terribly complicated; she needed only a sunny day, a halfway acceptable sense of direction, and a shovel.” “
“Let it be said, Marcus thought dryly,that nothing cooled a man’s ardor like the Crusades.”
“ “Rehearsels, actually.”
The Smythe-Smith musical.It finished off what the Crusades had begun.There wasn’t a man alive who could maintain a romantic thought when faced with the memory-or the threat-of a Smythe-Smith musicale.”