Series: Bedwyn Prequels #1
Author: Mary Balogh
Published: January 1, 1999
Genre(s): Romance: Historical
Page Count: 375
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Summary from Goodreads:When Lily's father is mortally wounded, Neville promises the dying man that he will protect Lily by marrying her and giving her his name; as an officer's wife—and a viscountess to boot—Lily will be treated with respect in case of capture.
But the two share only one glorious night of passion and discovery after their wedding, for the next day Neville watches in horror as Lily, his wife and the woman he loves, is killed in a skirmish with the French. He, too, is severely wounded and barely escapes with his life. Eighteen months later, Neville is again preparing to be married, this time to the eminently suitable young woman his family has always planned for him to wed. However, one of the guests, albeit uninvited, has grounds to object to the union; the groom is already married - to her!
Neville and Lily struggle to wed their worlds together while overcoming the horror of Lily's capture and imprisonment, while a secret lurks nearby that threatens to destroy their growing love. Balogh's latest effort is an extraordinary tale of love found, lost, and found again.
Imagine it’s your wedding: a sunny spring morning in the English countryside. Your mother has been planning this since you were a toddler, and everyone who’s anyone is there in the church pews. You hear the doors opening in the back, everyone stands, you look down the aisle to see your bride…
And in runs some waifish woman, with unfashionable clothes and windswept hair.
Now also imagine this selfsame ragamuffin who just crashed your wedding…is also your wife. Your wife, who you left for dead on the Peninsula two years before (less than 24 hours after you got married in the first place, might I add). Except she’s clearly not dead, and you, sir, have some explaining to do. Especially to your poor mother.
So, yeah. That’s basically the first couple chapters of One Night for Love (as narrated by me). This is a sweet-yet-dramalicious Regency romance about second chances, skinny dipping, and…something else that starts with S, for the sake of alliteration. And if the opening sequence hooks you, there’s a good chance the rest of it will also be a hit. I don’t really have anything bad to say about what Mary Balogh has done here, honestly. I approve of her writing style, her characterization, the chemistry between the protagonists, and the plot in general. It’s all very well done.
I guess the thing that I liked the most about this book is that it’s less a story about falling in love and more about two people who love each other and are attempting to find out if their relationship could be sustainable. From the moment Lily Doyle stumbles into the church, ruining Neville’s ultra-fancy ton wedding to his best-friend-slash-cousin, there’s not much question of whether their feelings for each other have changed—it’s pretty clear they’re still very much in love. A super-rushed battle-field marriage it might have been, but it was also a love match.
But the question is, now that Lily and Neville are back home in England, under more or less “normal” circumstances, how on earth could this relationship possibly work? The wartime situation blurred the class lines, but Neville was always a noble, with wealth, land, and prestige. Lily, meanwhile, is an independent spirit, daughter of a common soldier, illiterate, unaccomplished, and completely bewildered by Neville’s world. Forget anything else going on between them, it’s enough that these two people are completely incompatible just by virtue of who they were born to be.
Important note: Neville never, ever makes Lily feel bad about her “deficiences.” He thinks she is just fine the way she is, never asks her to change herself or to really be anyone except who she is. So. Important. It’s not good to shame people for things that, actually, they should never be made to feel bad about. Good going, Neville!
Of course, something’s gotta give, and Lily does eventually undergo a less-extreme Pygmalion-style transformation, under the tutelage of Neville’s energetic maiden aunt. But learning how to read and play piano and curtsey properly doesn’t fundamentally change who Lily is; these things only make her more comfortable as she moves through the British aristocracy. Here, I really like that Balogh shows her heroine improving herself for herself. It’s no surprise to anyone (who knows anything about romance novels) that a woman creating a full life for herself, not dependent upon, but possibly including, a man is really what One Night for Love is all about.
This, my friends, is why romance is such an important genre.
Now: the drama. Super wonderful character progression aside, I did mention drama at the beginning of this review. That is a thing. Mostly, it consists of secret marriages (not Lily and Neville’s), long-lost children, assassination attempts, and mysterious figures in black cloaks. Yeah, it’s all just a little over the top, especially considering that there’s already quite a bit going on just in the “bare bones” romance between Lily and Neville. But, you know, Balogh is a good writer, so I wasn’t too thrown off by the slightly too theatrical shenanigans.
Plus, I think there’s something fun about story with a lot of side-plot ruckus. Keeps it interesting, you know.
Plus, part two, the wonderfully nuanced and fleshed out romance between Lily and Neville carried One Night for Love. I loved them as a couple, I believed in them, I rooted for them, and I would read this book again—just for the two of them.
And with that, I will end this.