captures the thrill of an American beauty's Highlands wedding, where a royal title is at stake -- and where love wins the day.
Claire Willoughby risked losing millions in her inheritance if, as decreed by her grandfather, she did not wed an "acceptable" man. Harry Montgomery, the eleventh Duke of MacArran, seemed perfect. He owned a historic castle, he looked manly in a kilt, and he was as much a titled Scotsman as Bonnie Prince Charlie himself.
Their engagement announced, Claire's future as a duchess was assured -- and she set off with her family to meet the Montgomery clan in Scotland. Bramley Castle was a damp, chill place, overþowing with eccentric relatives. But there was also Trevelyan, a secretive, brooding man who lived in Bramley's ancient halls. Whoever he was, he wasn't at all like Harry: Trevelyan was the most exasperating, arrogant, know-it-all of a man Claire had ever met. And the most fascinating...
Set in 1883 Scotland and focusing on an American intent on snaring a Scottish title through marriage, this agreeable romp spent three weeks on PW 's hardcover bestseller list.
All time favourite
I happened to see this book pop up in kindle search. I’d read the book format years and years ago. The story stays with you.
It’s one of my favourite of all time. It’s unconventional in that the hero is scholarly. I don’t know why I love this story. I just do.
Happy to say years after the first reading I loved it all over again.
Transported from reality for a brief moment.