So about that book I can’t stand…the main character, 250 pages into this thing, hasn’t managed to do anything other than get pregnant. Oh yeah. She also learned to write in a complete convincing gothic script with fountain pens basically overnight.
She also seems to have married someone she literally knows nothing about (oh he’s French? And rich? He’s a vampire? He had a wife? He had a SON? He killed his father? He’s royalty?) which is always a great idea when your possessive boyfriend’s species mates for life.
It’s like every other character gets to do fun things bit we got stuck with the one who thinks sneaking out of the house without telling her husband is brave and exciting. OH GOD I GET TO GO FOR A WALK LOOK AT HOW ASSERTIVE I AM.