Claiming the Courtesan

Claiming the Courtesan by Anna Campbell

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Oh the things we do for love. Or in the name of love. I think that’s what I’m going to go with on this review, since there’s so much brouhaha about aspects of this novel. And I am going to stick with a straight review, personal feelings may (or may not) come in a later post.

Justin Kinmurrie, the Duke of Kylemore, is a cold, arrogant, autocratic duke. He has won the favors of the most sought courtesan in London and he plans to keep her. In fact, he wants to marry her, since he knows it will upset his mother and his time with her is the only happiness he experiences. However, the courtesan in question has other things in mind.

Soraya is ready to leave her life in London and move to a quiet existence in the countryside. There she can be herself, Verity Ashton, and not Soraya, the infamous London courtesan. Though she meets with the Duke one last time, she leaves without a word. Kylemore searches the ends of England for her and when he finds her, he kidnaps her to a remote hunting lodge in Scotland to exact his revenge. When they are at the cottage, imperious Duke and former mistress engage in a battle of wills in which they both end up loosing their hearts.

The characterization of this book is amazing. AMAZING. Kylemore is arrogant, unfeeling, proud and so tortured it boggles the mind. Yes, he forces his passions on Verity, but Campbell’s journey through his mangled emotional state explains why he does what he does. And Verity is a prim, proper woman of her time. It’s easily forgetten that a straight-laced middle-class English girl would give up her life for one that is seen as that of a fallen woman without thoughts of regret or remorse. Verity subjects her natural tendencies to do what is necessary to support her family. However, at the same time as Soraya she is able to explore her desires as an experienced woman.

Also, after Kylemore lets down his guard Verity acts as any abducted woman would. There is no idea of Stockholm syndrome from Campbell’s prose, just the desperate acts of two people who are so scared of what would happen to them if they lost their rigid control.

For a debut, it’s written extremely well and the characters are fully fleshed out, even Kylemore’s malicious, vindictive mother. The ending does seem a bit contrived, but it still generally fits in with the rest of the very dark, contemplative tone of the rest of the novel. Be warned: don’t read this if you want light-hearted comedy, it is a very deep, emotional tale and not for those who may be disturbed by the story.

Grade: B+