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virginiaduan's review against another edition
3.0
Yay! I am so pleased to have found another romance author that I enjoy! Hunter's characters are engaging and interesting and do not make me want to throw the book across the room. I highly look forward to reading more of her work.
oitb's review against another edition
4.0
I badly wanted to end this series with a bang, and while there are plenty of Madeline Hunter’s usual strengths — gorgeous, understated writing, fantastic banter, incredibly sensual interactions (the sum of which adds up to 4 stars/B+/A- grade) — there was too much push pull and a wee bit of a convoluted plot near the end that detracted from the pacing of the story.
But my one big issue with this book is that Castleford is a character I have a really hard time rooting for. He is the rakiest rake that has ever raked in any HR book that I’ve read. He is “famous” for being sober on only one day of the week only — Tuesdays. And this is not an affectation. In the three books leading up to this one, we see him being a SERIOUSLY debauched rake. Like, will have two naked women around that he’s waiting to go have sex with as soon as he’s done having a conversation of you. This kind of character feels impossible to reform because there is not a single moment where I believe that he was just ~waiting for the right woman before changing his ways~. Not a chance in hell! And I would want better for Daphne, who is an incredible character in this series.
But my one big issue with this book is that Castleford is a character I have a really hard time rooting for. He is the rakiest rake that has ever raked in any HR book that I’ve read. He is “famous” for being sober on only one day of the week only — Tuesdays. And this is not an affectation. In the three books leading up to this one, we see him being a SERIOUSLY debauched rake. Like, will have two naked women around that he’s waiting to go have sex with as soon as he’s done having a conversation of you. This kind of character feels impossible to reform because there is not a single moment where I believe that he was just ~waiting for the right woman before changing his ways~. Not a chance in hell! And I would want better for Daphne, who is an incredible character in this series.
thenia's review against another edition
4.0
Daphne Joyes and the Duke of Castleford finally get their story.
I was always intrigued by Castleford, who was in need of a lot of reforming before he could have his happy ending, but always showed promise of a very decent man underneath all the drinking and womanizing.
Daphne has kept her past a secret from everyone until it finally caught up with her and in a twist of fate brought Castleford into her life. Having heard about him form their mutual friends, she valiantly resists his efforts to seduce her, but his charms and thoughtfulness finally wear her down.
A satisfying and sometimes amusing story about two characters who suit each other and make one another better and a suitable end to the series. Looking forward to reading more books by the author!
I was always intrigued by Castleford, who was in need of a lot of reforming before he could have his happy ending, but always showed promise of a very decent man underneath all the drinking and womanizing.
Daphne has kept her past a secret from everyone until it finally caught up with her and in a twist of fate brought Castleford into her life. Having heard about him form their mutual friends, she valiantly resists his efforts to seduce her, but his charms and thoughtfulness finally wear her down.
A satisfying and sometimes amusing story about two characters who suit each other and make one another better and a suitable end to the series. Looking forward to reading more books by the author!
patriciasjs's review against another edition
2.0
Opinião do blogue Chaise Longue: http://girlinchaiselongue.blogspot.pt/2014/11/opiniao-perigosa.html
Quando iniciei esta série há mais de um ano, foi por pura curiosidade. Madeline Hunter não é uma das minhas autoras de eleição e, se nunca senti grande entusiasmo pelos seus livros, As Flores mais Raras acabou por se revelar uma surpresa agradável que, de livro para livro, me fez pensar que talvez pudesse fazer as pazes com a sua autora. Para isso, contava com Perigosa. Pode-se dizer que ansiei por este livro assim que conheci os seus protagonistas. Tinha expectativas enormes para ele. Esperava foguetes, estrelas, tudo o que tinha direito. Talvez tenha acreditado demais. Madeline tem, sempre teve, uma escrita cuidada e elegante, e muito romântica mas, para mim, sempre lhe faltou ardor, magia, química. O tal ingrediente secreto que torna um romance histórico em mais qualquer coisa. E neste livro isso foi notório.
Dizer que Perigosa foi uma desilusão, pode parecer exagero. Se calhar fui eu que criei demasiadas expectativas mas, esta leitura não foi de todo o que esperava. Não falta o cuidado histórico já habitual da autora, isso é verdade. Centrando-se no tema do abuso dos homens de camadas superiores sobre mulheres de mais baixo nascimento, e também nas discordâncias entre nobreza e os trabalhadores fabris, esta história tinha um fundo interessante que lhe deu alguma profundidade mas, que não deixo de sentir que podia ter sido melhor explorado. Talvez tenha sido demasiada coisa, o que acabou por resultar numa narrativa algo superficial, onde as duas linhas de história que a autora costuma criar nos seus romances, se cruzam mas não resultam com o equilíbrio devido. Ora concentrando-se mais nestes temas, ora no romance, parece-me que Madeline se perdeu algures.
O romance, o principal ingrediente deste tipo de livros, para mim falhou redondamente. Da atracção para a sedução, da seducção para o amor e, daí para o pedido, acontece tudo num ápice e, essa rapidez supersónica, não permite ao leitor ver a relação entre o casal florescer, quanto mais lhe permite acreditar no amor que tem perante os seus olhos. Não soa credível, em qualquer momento, pois o casal ora oscila entre o desprezo e a paixão, ora passa a amar-se incondicionalmente sem qualquer justificação. Ora Daphne se faz de difícil, ora já está nos braços de Castleford. Ora Castleford é um devasso, ora é um cavalheiro. Esta falta de coerência, a juntar ao pouco jeito da autora para criar química entre os seus casais, faz com que aquele que podia ter sido o seu melhor romance, acabe por ser algo que tanto é lamechas como nos é completamente indiferente.
Esta pouca credibilidade deve-se e em muito às personagens, nomeadamente, ao casal principal. Esqueçam a Daphne e o Castleford que conheceram nos livros anteriores. Esqueçam as faíscas, os temperamentos difíceis. Eles não existem neste livro. Daphne começa bem. Difícil, fria e com resposta pronta mas, rapidamente, se derrete nos braços do duque, apesar que, em sua justiça, quando não nos referimos à sua relação com Tristan, o seu passado acaba por se revelar até interessante. Contudo, já Castleford, muda completamente de personalidade assim que conhece a dona de As Flores Mais Raras. Esqueçam as terças-feiras, a devassidão, o carisma petulante porque ele não tem nada, nada disso aqui. Só num momento a meio do livro vislumbrei o Castleford que adorei. Só. E daí, muito possivelmente, a minha maior desilusão com este livro, o facto de a autora achar que, as pessoas quando se apaixonam, têm de ser pessoas completa e totalmente diferentes.
Depois de três livros a ansiar por este, sinto um sabor amargo na boca. Perigosa não foi foguetes e estrelas. Foi, uma espera longa e excruciante por algo que nunca aconteceu. Foi doce, quando devia ter sido picante. Foi lamechas quando devia ter sido ardente. Parece que é aqui, Madeline que nos despedimos…
Quando iniciei esta série há mais de um ano, foi por pura curiosidade. Madeline Hunter não é uma das minhas autoras de eleição e, se nunca senti grande entusiasmo pelos seus livros, As Flores mais Raras acabou por se revelar uma surpresa agradável que, de livro para livro, me fez pensar que talvez pudesse fazer as pazes com a sua autora. Para isso, contava com Perigosa. Pode-se dizer que ansiei por este livro assim que conheci os seus protagonistas. Tinha expectativas enormes para ele. Esperava foguetes, estrelas, tudo o que tinha direito. Talvez tenha acreditado demais. Madeline tem, sempre teve, uma escrita cuidada e elegante, e muito romântica mas, para mim, sempre lhe faltou ardor, magia, química. O tal ingrediente secreto que torna um romance histórico em mais qualquer coisa. E neste livro isso foi notório.
Dizer que Perigosa foi uma desilusão, pode parecer exagero. Se calhar fui eu que criei demasiadas expectativas mas, esta leitura não foi de todo o que esperava. Não falta o cuidado histórico já habitual da autora, isso é verdade. Centrando-se no tema do abuso dos homens de camadas superiores sobre mulheres de mais baixo nascimento, e também nas discordâncias entre nobreza e os trabalhadores fabris, esta história tinha um fundo interessante que lhe deu alguma profundidade mas, que não deixo de sentir que podia ter sido melhor explorado. Talvez tenha sido demasiada coisa, o que acabou por resultar numa narrativa algo superficial, onde as duas linhas de história que a autora costuma criar nos seus romances, se cruzam mas não resultam com o equilíbrio devido. Ora concentrando-se mais nestes temas, ora no romance, parece-me que Madeline se perdeu algures.
O romance, o principal ingrediente deste tipo de livros, para mim falhou redondamente. Da atracção para a sedução, da seducção para o amor e, daí para o pedido, acontece tudo num ápice e, essa rapidez supersónica, não permite ao leitor ver a relação entre o casal florescer, quanto mais lhe permite acreditar no amor que tem perante os seus olhos. Não soa credível, em qualquer momento, pois o casal ora oscila entre o desprezo e a paixão, ora passa a amar-se incondicionalmente sem qualquer justificação. Ora Daphne se faz de difícil, ora já está nos braços de Castleford. Ora Castleford é um devasso, ora é um cavalheiro. Esta falta de coerência, a juntar ao pouco jeito da autora para criar química entre os seus casais, faz com que aquele que podia ter sido o seu melhor romance, acabe por ser algo que tanto é lamechas como nos é completamente indiferente.
Esta pouca credibilidade deve-se e em muito às personagens, nomeadamente, ao casal principal. Esqueçam a Daphne e o Castleford que conheceram nos livros anteriores. Esqueçam as faíscas, os temperamentos difíceis. Eles não existem neste livro. Daphne começa bem. Difícil, fria e com resposta pronta mas, rapidamente, se derrete nos braços do duque, apesar que, em sua justiça, quando não nos referimos à sua relação com Tristan, o seu passado acaba por se revelar até interessante. Contudo, já Castleford, muda completamente de personalidade assim que conhece a dona de As Flores Mais Raras. Esqueçam as terças-feiras, a devassidão, o carisma petulante porque ele não tem nada, nada disso aqui. Só num momento a meio do livro vislumbrei o Castleford que adorei. Só. E daí, muito possivelmente, a minha maior desilusão com este livro, o facto de a autora achar que, as pessoas quando se apaixonam, têm de ser pessoas completa e totalmente diferentes.
Depois de três livros a ansiar por este, sinto um sabor amargo na boca. Perigosa não foi foguetes e estrelas. Foi, uma espera longa e excruciante por algo que nunca aconteceu. Foi doce, quando devia ter sido picante. Foi lamechas quando devia ter sido ardente. Parece que é aqui, Madeline que nos despedimos…
intostarlight's review against another edition
3.0
A competent read, I was glad to read Castleford's story although it's a bit of a let down after all the build up. I liked Daphne and found myself liking Castleford and how he slowly gave way to what he really needed in Daphne and not just what he wanted. No great scenes, no bad writing, just a quiet enjoyable book. I don't think this was my favorite out of the books in the series, but it was definitely different. After while, the stories begin to blend together. Overall it's not a bad ending to the series.
ayten's review
2.0
This is a very sad rating for me as I’ve come to love all of the Madeline Hunter books I’ve read so far (except this one). This book is very disappointing in my opinion.
We spend the first half of the book reading about Castleford’s stupid games. Castleford is portrayed as the man who would not force or coerce a women to be with him and is mad throughout the book about other men using their position of power to abuse women while ignoring the power dynamic between himself and Daphne. It was creepy and uncomfortable to read. The way he used his power over owning Rarest Blooms and control all of Daphne’s life just so he can have sex with her was extremely creepy. There are other ways Madeline Hunter could have written about him trying to seduce Daphne without involving that power dynamic and making Daphne kind of force to play in the game if she wanted to keep her home. But also, the game goes on for too long.
We only start to read about any relationship and character development in the second half of the book which was not enough time to develop the relationship between Daphne and Castleford AND the other plotpoints explored regarding Daphne’s past. I would have enjoyed it much more if more time was dedicated to these other plotpoints and the events happening there brought them closer with time. The ending would feel much more natural and organic instead of the way it ended.
I also have big problem with how Daphne was portrayed differently than she was in the rest of the series. She gives up too easily to Castleford and keeps denying that she finds him attractive which sounds much more like a younger more innocent woman rather than the mature independent woman we know her to be. It would have been so much nicer if instead of her losing to Castleford’s games, she’d be willing to play with him because she was also attracted to him. It would have been much better if she had more independence and agency over her feelings and sexuality.
Overall, I genuinely found the character development and the plot to be weak in this book. The ideas were great and I was so excited to read about Daphne and Castleford’s romance as I thought they’d be an interesting couple but instead I just got nothing.
We spend the first half of the book reading about Castleford’s stupid games. Castleford is portrayed as the man who would not force or coerce a women to be with him and is mad throughout the book about other men using their position of power to abuse women while ignoring the power dynamic between himself and Daphne. It was creepy and uncomfortable to read. The way he used his power over owning Rarest Blooms and control all of Daphne’s life just so he can have sex with her was extremely creepy. There are other ways Madeline Hunter could have written about him trying to seduce Daphne without involving that power dynamic and making Daphne kind of force to play in the game if she wanted to keep her home. But also, the game goes on for too long.
We only start to read about any relationship and character development in the second half of the book which was not enough time to develop the relationship between Daphne and Castleford AND the other plotpoints explored regarding Daphne’s past. I would have enjoyed it much more if more time was dedicated to these other plotpoints and the events happening there brought them closer with time. The ending would feel much more natural and organic instead of the way it ended.
I also have big problem with how Daphne was portrayed differently than she was in the rest of the series. She gives up too easily to Castleford and keeps denying that she finds him attractive which sounds much more like a younger more innocent woman rather than the mature independent woman we know her to be. It would have been so much nicer if instead of her losing to Castleford’s games, she’d be willing to play with him because she was also attracted to him. It would have been much better if she had more independence and agency over her feelings and sexuality.
Overall, I genuinely found the character development and the plot to be weak in this book. The ideas were great and I was so excited to read about Daphne and Castleford’s romance as I thought they’d be an interesting couple but instead I just got nothing.
tlovesbooks's review
4.0
This series ended with a high note. I can't say which was my favorite. This or [b:Sinful in Satin|7828772|Sinful in Satin (The Rarest Blooms #3)|Madeline Hunter|http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1311704816s/7828772.jpg|10885364]. As awesome as Castleford was, I still think Johnathan is my favorite. That being said, this was a satisfying read. The evolution of Castleford throughout the story - and his reactions to it - was fun to witness. I also really enjoyed how Ms. Hunter's characters stayed true to who they are as side characters. So often you meet a side character in a story and you love how they are, whether they're a wicked rogue or a quiet infuriating man, but when they get their own story, they change completely. Ms. Hunter's characters are the same person whether as a side character before their story, in their HEA, or as a side character in the follow up books after their HEA. I did truly love seeing all the other couples in this last book.
pattydsf's review
3.0
As is usual with my reading, I have read the fourth in this series skipping from first to last. Well, I like Hunter's writing well enough that I will probably read the middle two novels eventually. However, I wanted a romance and this was the one to hand.
Tristan and Daphne are well suited for romance since he always gets what he wants and she has no desire to do what he expects. As often happens in romance, the sparks fly and the tension builds. Of course, all ends well.
Readers who like their romances steamy and leavened with humor will get what they want from Madeline Hunter. I had a great time, I hope others do too.
Tristan and Daphne are well suited for romance since he always gets what he wants and she has no desire to do what he expects. As often happens in romance, the sparks fly and the tension builds. Of course, all ends well.
Readers who like their romances steamy and leavened with humor will get what they want from Madeline Hunter. I had a great time, I hope others do too.
accidentalrambler's review
3.0
I have...feelings about this book that I'm not sure I can put into words. But one word I definitely know to used and will use is disappointment. UGH, I am just SO frustrated with this series overall! It could've been a really good one and utterly enjoyable if it weren't for little (or not so little) things that ruined my enjoyment to smaller or bigger degree.
When it comes to this one...I knew, almost right from the start and definitely from book 2, that Castleford would be my favourite male character in this series. And he was, with his unapologetic hedonism and sharp wit. I also liked that there wasn't really any tragic backstory as an attempt to explain his behaviour. I mean, there were some troubled things in his past but it was not used as a reason for the way he was. He just was...so good at being bad. And exasperating. Aristocratic and bored and trying to fill his days with as much mind-numbing pleasure as he could to fight this boredom.
I found his exchanges with Daphne compelling and - mostly - entertaining. There wasn't any bug mystery here but the overall plot of Castleford slowly discovering Daphne's secrets and Daphne working to take down Latham proved engaging enough (and that scene of final takedown was definitely satisfying).
Now, onto the things I didn't like:
1. While I mostly enjoyed Castleford and Daphne's blooming relationship, I didn't really feel like they connected as much as they should, perhaps? While Tristan got to know quite a lot about Daphne - be that by his own prying *rolls eyes* or by talking to her - he didn't really share that much personal things with her? Not until the very end, at least. It just felt flat, tbh.
2. Adding to the first point, Daphne didn't even once call Castleford by his name??? I know, etiquette and all, but he had her tied to a bed naked, ffs, I think that warrants a first-name basis even in 19th century England. To add insult to injury, even his worst enemy used his name AND a lover from the past as we learn in a sort of flashback. So it just really rubbed me the wrong way that Daphne wouldn't, even during sex (although that was the issue with all the other books as well, hell, I didn't know Hawskewell's name through 2/3 of his book).
3. While Castleford made a point to let it be known that a gentleman doesn't take advantage of women dependent on him (in his employ etc.), I think it was a dangerously close call with Daphne. Sure, he told her that there would be no negative consequences if she were to refuse him but still...not really knowing him but only knowing his reputation, she couldn't have known that for sure. And her livelihood and home situation WAS dependent on him - more than that, he took advantage of that fact to create a situation where it would be easier for him to seduce her.
4. Duke of Castleford, an infamous rake who tapped more women that could probably fit in a huge ballroom and he still behaved like a possessive ass overcome with jealousy when Daphne confessed she had been with Latham:
"It appalled him that the thought she might have been willing made him more furious than if she had been forced. There it was, however, disgusting though he found it, even as black rage filled him."
I'm --- *throws book across the room*
I can understand - or well, I can TRY to understand that such ugly intrusive thoughts are something we cannot help ourselves sometimes. Still, I cannot help but be irritated but the general conclusion here that if Daphne had been in fact willing, he would dare to act jealous while having enough expertise on the subject himself that he attempted writing a guide to London's brothels.
5. More than that, Castleford KNEW that Latham was a rapist - he witnessed and prevented one assault himself - and yet, being the powerful duke that he was, he did nothing. Nada, null. Sure, it wasn't at all his obligation to do so but it grates me greatly that he (an all powerful influential duke) did nothing while victims of Latham, women (mostly servants and none of them a member of aristocracy) with no real influence, power or means to take down a peer, apart from depending on a few connections that could maybe give them more reliability among the ton ventured to do something about it. Still, I am glad it WAS THEM. It was one of the more gratifying scenes in the whole book.
6. I didn't understand Castleford's and Daphne's back-and-forth, tbh. He sleeps with her, he *pretends to be shocked* suddenly becomes overcome with the idea to marry her because THAT'S HOW IT SHOULD BE (although nothing up until that point suggested he would care), she declines, he is baffled that someone would refuse him, doesn't acknowledge it, and then when she still makes comments suggesting she sees their romance as temporary, he's suddenly all "sure be my mistress, let's get you a house so that we can frolic anytime you're in London". He lets her go and after a few weeks w/o her apparently realizes WHY she declined him in the first place and decides to actually proposed this time, not announce that they will marry. Only, heavens help me, 15 pages till the end of the book, it turns out...
7. SHE HAS A FREAKING KID
...
...
...
...
...
I'm - I can't. I just can't. Of course, he still wants to marry her and is ready to be a father to a child he has seen for all of 5 seconds and whose existence has been kept top secret. And kept secret from everyone, including the poor unsuspecting reader; it was so last-minute and SO OUT OF THE BLUE -and yet, so irritatingly predictable that I couldn't help but be mad at myself for not at least entertaining the idea that the author would try to pull off sth like this.
In conclusion, I am sorry for rambling like this but I had high hopes for this book and went through 3 books of historical romance that could be called mediocre at best and NOW THIS. It's 2.5 stars from me and I'm being generous with going for 3, not 2.
P.S. Using "phallus" in sex scenes is NEVER ok, not even in historical romance.
When it comes to this one...I knew, almost right from the start and definitely from book 2, that Castleford would be my favourite male character in this series. And he was, with his unapologetic hedonism and sharp wit. I also liked that there wasn't really any tragic backstory as an attempt to explain his behaviour. I mean, there were some troubled things in his past but it was not used as a reason for the way he was. He just was...so good at being bad. And exasperating. Aristocratic and bored and trying to fill his days with as much mind-numbing pleasure as he could to fight this boredom.
I found his exchanges with Daphne compelling and - mostly - entertaining. There wasn't any bug mystery here but the overall plot of Castleford slowly discovering Daphne's secrets and Daphne working to take down Latham proved engaging enough (and that scene of final takedown was definitely satisfying).
Now, onto the things I didn't like:
1. While I mostly enjoyed Castleford and Daphne's blooming relationship, I didn't really feel like they connected as much as they should, perhaps? While Tristan got to know quite a lot about Daphne - be that by his own prying *rolls eyes* or by talking to her - he didn't really share that much personal things with her? Not until the very end, at least. It just felt flat, tbh.
2. Adding to the first point, Daphne didn't even once call Castleford by his name??? I know, etiquette and all, but he had her tied to a bed naked, ffs, I think that warrants a first-name basis even in 19th century England. To add insult to injury, even his worst enemy used his name AND a lover from the past as we learn in a sort of flashback. So it just really rubbed me the wrong way that Daphne wouldn't, even during sex (although that was the issue with all the other books as well, hell, I didn't know Hawskewell's name through 2/3 of his book).
3. While Castleford made a point to let it be known that a gentleman doesn't take advantage of women dependent on him (in his employ etc.), I think it was a dangerously close call with Daphne. Sure, he told her that there would be no negative consequences if she were to refuse him but still...not really knowing him but only knowing his reputation, she couldn't have known that for sure. And her livelihood and home situation WAS dependent on him - more than that, he took advantage of that fact to create a situation where it would be easier for him to seduce her.
4. Duke of Castleford, an infamous rake who tapped more women that could probably fit in a huge ballroom and he still behaved like a possessive ass overcome with jealousy when Daphne confessed she had been with Latham:
"It appalled him that the thought she might have been willing made him more furious than if she had been forced. There it was, however, disgusting though he found it, even as black rage filled him."
I'm --- *throws book across the room*
I can understand - or well, I can TRY to understand that such ugly intrusive thoughts are something we cannot help ourselves sometimes. Still, I cannot help but be irritated but the general conclusion here that if Daphne had been in fact willing, he would dare to act jealous while having enough expertise on the subject himself that he attempted writing a guide to London's brothels.
5. More than that, Castleford KNEW that Latham was a rapist - he witnessed and prevented one assault himself - and yet, being the powerful duke that he was, he did nothing. Nada, null. Sure, it wasn't at all his obligation to do so but it grates me greatly that he (an all powerful influential duke) did nothing while victims of Latham, women (mostly servants and none of them a member of aristocracy) with no real influence, power or means to take down a peer, apart from depending on a few connections that could maybe give them more reliability among the ton ventured to do something about it. Still, I am glad it WAS THEM. It was one of the more gratifying scenes in the whole book.
6. I didn't understand Castleford's and Daphne's back-and-forth, tbh. He sleeps with her, he *pretends to be shocked* suddenly becomes overcome with the idea to marry her because THAT'S HOW IT SHOULD BE (although nothing up until that point suggested he would care), she declines, he is baffled that someone would refuse him, doesn't acknowledge it, and then when she still makes comments suggesting she sees their romance as temporary, he's suddenly all "sure be my mistress, let's get you a house so that we can frolic anytime you're in London". He lets her go and after a few weeks w/o her apparently realizes WHY she declined him in the first place and decides to actually proposed this time, not announce that they will marry. Only, heavens help me, 15 pages till the end of the book, it turns out...
7. SHE HAS A FREAKING KID
...
...
...
...
...
I'm - I can't. I just can't. Of course, he still wants to marry her and is ready to be a father to a child he has seen for all of 5 seconds and whose existence has been kept top secret. And kept secret from everyone, including the poor unsuspecting reader; it was so last-minute and SO OUT OF THE BLUE -and yet, so irritatingly predictable that I couldn't help but be mad at myself for not at least entertaining the idea that the author would try to pull off sth like this.
In conclusion, I am sorry for rambling like this but I had high hopes for this book and went through 3 books of historical romance that could be called mediocre at best and NOW THIS. It's 2.5 stars from me and I'm being generous with going for 3, not 2.
P.S. Using "phallus" in sex scenes is NEVER ok, not even in historical romance.
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