A quick fluffy read but not quite as good as the other two books in this series, A Kiss at Midnight and Once Upon a Tower. Of the three, Kiss at Midnight is the best. While Eloisa James is quite good at witty repartee and engaging comical characterizations, she is not so good at angst.
The moment the story swings towards angst or melodrama, you can almost hear the cheap organ music clanging in the background. And then there are the platitudes...oh dear, me, the platitudes. One almost feels as if they are reading a Sunday sermon or an entry in Dear Abby.
This is the flaw in The Ugly Duchess - a play on the Hans Christian Anderson fairy tale, the Ugly Duckling, with some references to the Taming of the Shrew. The book starts out well enough, but the set-up is a bit awkward. Theo and James are long time friends, having been raised from the nursery together. They are not brother and sister by blood or marriage. Jame's father, the Duke of Ashbrook, took Theo on as ward after his best friend's death. Then years later, due to various gambling debts and risky financial investments, embezzled half her dowry. In desperate straights, the Damn'Fool Duke persuades his only son and heir, James, to woo Theo and marry her. Stating, yes, I know she's ugly as sin, but turn off the lights and you'll be fine. The writer obviously wants you to view the Duke as a complex character, but after that set-up, it is rather hard to see him as much more than a lecherous misogynist and opportunist. Instead of taking a moral high ground, James who has been lusting after his friend Theo (who is three years younger than he) and just turned 17, gets drunk at a party, kisses her roughly, and proposes on the spot. Things start out well enough, except for the fact that the English press decides Theo, stick thin with a tall mannish build and a strong profile, is ugly as sin - because she doesn't reflect the bovine beauty of the day (small round and plump). If she'd only been born in 2013 instead of the 1800s, she'd have been fine. All of Eloisa James heroines are tall, thin, and leggy and considered unattractive or willowly. Which is interesting. It's a bit of a change of pace from most romance novels where they are petite and bosomy.
Unfortunately for Theo, around this time, she overhears a conversation between James and his father - wherein his father relates the whole sordid deal. In short, James proposed and married Theo to save his father and himself from financial ruin. To add insult to injury, the Duke had just walked in on Theo servicing James in a sexual manner. And the Duke being the misogynist that he is feels the need to ridicule the act and call Theo little more than a doxie. The tragedy of it is that James actually is head over heels in love with Theo. But she doesn't believe him and throws both the Duke and his son, her husband, out of the house. As a reader, it's hard not to applaud her actions, even if you already know James side of things.
It all ends well of course, but there's a bit of meandering...and too much time is spent on summarizing James and Theo's separate adventures.
The story is rather interesting and quite funny in places. James's return is amusing. And the Theo chapters, where the writer pokes fun at fashion. Also, James does grow on you. He runs off and becomes a privateer on the high seas. While Theo becomes a sort of 1800s version of Anne Wintoure or The Devil Wears Prada. The sex scenes are better than in Once Upon a Tower, but not as good as Kiss at Midnight.
But overall? I'd skip this one. Felt a bit overwrought after a while and the ending was a let-down.