Look, I have nothing against romance novels. Nothing at all. It's just that I was expecting something more - some nice historical fiction with a mystery and some romance tossed in for good measure. Instead, the book is one romance novel cliche after another, "heaving bosoms" and all. In fact, as romance novels go, this isn't even a particularly good one. The heroine was maddeningly dense - she would leap to one conclusion after another, and her behavior made little sense to me. I saw the identity of the Pink Carnation coming from the very beginning, so no real mystery there. Not recommended, even as historical romance.