Author: Sharon Cullen
Rating: 4.5 stars
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Type: Novel in Series
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Blurb: Terror reigns in the aftermath of the Battle of Culloden. As British troops obliterate the last traces of the Jacobite cause, Brice Sutherland, the Earl of Dornach, risks everything to arrange a covert escape route to Canada for his fellow Scots. But when he encounters a dying Englishwoman, hauntingly beautiful though scarred by manacles and unable to speak, Brice’s true courage is put to the test. Nothing but ruin could result from helping her, or worse: falling in love.
The pampered daughter of a marquess, Eleanor Hirst was the talk of the London season when she wed the Earl of Glendale. Little did she know that his posting as an officer in Scotland would be their undoing. Now her husband is dead and Eleanor is a fugitive in a hostile country. Desperate for help, she throws herself on the mercy of Brice Sutherland, a handsome Scottish warrior who should be her enemy. Instead, he cares for her tenderly, reviving her shattered spirit—and awakening urges unlike any she’s ever known.
Review: I’ve really enjoyed the historical romances from Sharon Cullen and this one is probably my favorite. Can a sassenach and a Highlander bridge the huge gap between them and forge a love that will withstand all those against it? Read on, friends.
When Culloden ended the Scottish drive for independence, many I’d the people were left in desolate straights. Many had died, leaving family’s without fathers and clans without their leaders. And the poverty was terrible. Brice and his clan hadn’t taken sides and thus had been left alone for the most part from the English troops running around the countryside of Scotland killing any left over Jacobites.
When he’d first caught sight of Eleanor, he’d thought she was just a bundle of rags left in the road. It wasn’t until he approached it on foot that he realized it was a woman, deathly ill. Taking her up inn his saddle, he felt sure she was dying and was intent in giving her comfort at the end.
But she didn’t die. Certainly everything Eleanor had been through was horrible enough for her to have lost her life, but for some reason she kept on going. Through her husband’s travesty of a trial and his subsequent hanging. Through being propositioned by his fellow soldier Blackwood and his ugly threats when she refused. Through being thrown into jail and subsequently starved and beaten for months.
But even after she regained her voice and started healing, she was afraid for herself and all the Scots who were taking care of her because she knew that Blackwood hadn’t given up on finding her. And when he did, it would be horrible for anyone who’d helped her. As she spent more time with Brice and the people in his clan, the more she realized that she needed to leave. But hire could she when she’d finally found the place she could stay, forever.
In the arms of the Scottish Lord that had saved her.
Neatly configured plot line with wonderful historical accents, gorgeous scenery and lots of heat. Perfect for a snuggly January read. Thanks!