Sorcery and Cecelia or the Enchanted Chocolate Pot

Sorcery and Cecelia or the Enchanted Chocolate Pot

by Patricia C. Wrede, Caroline Stevermer

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Overview


A great deal is happening in London this season.
For starters, there’s the witch who tried to poison Kate at Sir Hilary’s induction into the Royal College of Wizards. (Since when does hot chocolate burn a hole straight through one’s dress?!)
Then there’s Dorothea. Is it a spell that’s made her the toast of the town—or could it possibly have something to do with the charm-bag under Oliver’s bed?
And speaking of Oliver, just how long can Cecelia and Kate make excuses for him? Ever since he was turned into a tree, he hasn’t bothered to tell anyone where he is!
The girls might think it all a magical nightmare . . . if only they weren’t having so much fun.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780152053000
Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
Publication date: 09/28/2004
Series: Cecelia and Kate Series , #1
Edition description: First Edition
Pages: 336
Sales rank: 164,024
Product dimensions: 4.50(w) x 7.00(h) x 0.88(d)
Lexile: 720L (what's this?)
Age Range: 12 - 17 Years

About the Author


PATRICIA C. WREDE has written many novels, including Sorcery and Cecelia or The Enchanted Chocolate Pot and The Grand Tour coauthored with Caroline Stevermer, as well as the four books in her own series, the Enchanted Forest Chronicles. She lives near Minneapolis, Minnesota.



CAROLINE STEVERMER has written several books for adults and one other fantasy novel for young readers, River Rats. Ms. Stevermer also lives in Minneapolis.

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8 April 1817
Rushton Manor, Essex

Dearest Kate,

It is dreadfully flat here since you have been gone, and it only makes it worse to imagine all the things I shall be missing. I wish Aunt Elizabeth were not so set against my having a Season this year. She is still annoyed about the incident with the goat, and says that to let the pair of us loose on London would ruin us both for good, and spoil Georgy's chances into the bargain. I think this is quite unjust, but there is no persuading her. (I believe the fact that she would have been obliged to share a house with Aunt Charlotte, should she and I have come to London this year, may have contributed to her decision.) So I rely on you, dearest cousin, to write and tell me everything! If I am not to be allowed to enjoy a Season of my own, I can at least take a vicarious delight in your and Georgina's triumph! I am quite convinced you will take London by storm.

Not that we are without amusement in Essex; quite the contrary! Aunt Elizabeth and I called at the vicarage yesterday and spent a stimulating afternoon listening to the Reverend Fitzwilliam discoursing on the Vanities of Society and the Emptiness of Worldly Pleasures. Aunt Elizabeth hung on every word, and we are to return and take tea on Thursday. I am determined to have the headache Thursday, if I have to hit myself with a rock to do it.

There is, however, a ray of hope. Lady Tarleton is to have a party for her niece next week. The invitation arrived this morning, and Papa says we are to go! And Aunt Elizabeth approves! She thinks it is to be an informal hop, as Lady Tarleton's niece is not yet out, but Patience Everslee told me in the greatest confidence that there is to be waltzing! I only hope Oliver will stay long enough to accompany us. He has been moping around the house like a sick sheep ever since you and Georgy left, and yesterday he asked Papa, very casually, whether Papa did not think it would be a good idea for him to go to Town this year for a week or two. He thinks he is being very sly, but if he puts off making his arrangements for another day or so Papa will have accepted Lady Tarleton's invitation and Oliver will be obliged to stay here until after the party. I have not, of course, pointed this out to him. Oliver has stated many times his dislike of hearing advice from his younger sister, so it is his own fault if he has not got sense enough to see which way the wind is blowing.

Aunt Elizabeth intends for the two of us to pay a call on Lady Tarleton and her niece on Monday, by way of improving our acquaintance before the ball (which is to say, she wants to have a look at the niece). I shall be on my best behavior, even if the niece turns out to be quite odious. There is no point in looking for difficulties the day before a party.

And there may be more excitement to come. Sir Hilary Bedrick has just been named to the Royal College of Wizards; the whole village is buzzing with the news. I suspect he was chosen because of that enormous library of musty old spellbooks at Bedrick Hall. He left yesterday for London, where he will be installed, but all of us expect great things when he returns. Except, of course, for Aunt Elizabeth, who looks at me sideways and says darkly that magic is for heathens and cannibals, not for decent folk. Perhaps that is why she holds Sir Hilary in such dislike. I would wager my best kid gloves that if it were not for Papa's interest in the historical portions of Sir Hilary's library, Aunt Elizabeth would have cut the connection ages ago.

Do, please, try to find me those silks I asked you about before you left, and if you should happen to see a pair of long gloves that would match my green crape, please, please send them at once! I should so like to look well at Lady Tarleton's party.

Give my love to Georgy and Aunt Charlotte, and do try not to let Aunt Charlotte bully you too much. And do, do write and tell me everything you are doing!

Your loving cousin,
Cecy



10 April 1817
11 Berkeley Square, London

Dear Cecy,

If you've been forced to listen to Reverend Fitzwilliam on the subject of the emptiness of worldly pleasures for hours together, I feel I ought to write something bracing to cheer you up. But after three days of a London Season I find it hard to come to the defense of frivolity with any spirit. Perhaps it will make Rushton seem more amusing to you if I complain vigorously. (Don't worry, I haven't said a word to anyone else, not even Georgina.)

First, there was our arrival in Berkeley Square, a very welcome event after a day spent in the coach with Aunt Charlotte complaining of her migraine and Georgina exclaiming, "Only look, a sedan chair!" at every opportunity. It was very late and we were very tired and soiled with our travels, too weary to feel the proper emotions on entering such a grand house for the first time. (Horace Walpole is by no means Aunt Charlotte's favorite author, but the opportunity to hire the genuine Mayfair town house he genuinely died in for the Season has given her a new appreciation of him and his works.)

Make no mistake, it is very grand. On the outside it is a high, narrow, polite-looking house built of brick. On the inside there is a high-ceilinged entrance hall with a marble staircase winding up two flights. On either side of the hall are reception rooms. The one on the right is called the blue saloon. It is very comfortable with a bow window overlooking the Square. On the left side of the hall is the drawing room, much grander than the blue saloon, furnished with lyre-back chairs, delicate sofas, and a spinet. There are velvet curtains in the windows and a highly polished marble floor, upon which I slipped and sat down hard as we were being shown about the house. This was my first piece of clumsiness in London, but I suspect it will not be my last. The general effect of the marble floor and ivory curtains is almost arctic. Only touches of primrose and black relieve the whiteness. At the top of the two flights of stairs are the bedrooms. Georgina's looks out over the Square and mine faces back into the lane behind the house. If I crane my neck I can see down into the kitchen garden-but there is nothing much to look at. Nothing to compare with the gardens at Rushton.

It seemed like a dream to me, following Georgina up and up the stairs-she like a kind of angel climbing to her proper place, her golden hair bright in the light from the lamps-me like a ramshackle shadow lurking after her, shedding hairpins and stumbling over the hem of my skirts.

The bedrooms are lovely, but that night they seemed grand and cold and I was a little dismayed to find myself in my own room all alone-can you credit it, after I schemed for years to get a room to myself? So I slipped in to Georgina to say good night and get my top buttons undone. Georgina was sitting at her window, trying to guess from the darkened glass what direction she was facing so she could say her prayers toward home. I turned her around and didn't tease her, even when I saw the lock of hair she had clenched in her moist little palm-Oliver's, tied up in a bit of pink ribbon. Can you believe it?

Well, as I say, I got her pointed in the right direction and she got me unbuttoned and told me that I had a smut rubbed clear across my forehead and a spot coming on my chin. (As if I hadn't been driven half-mad feeling it coming out all day long in the coach...) So we parted, she to her prayers and I to my bed, the highest, hardest, narrowest, dampest bed on four lion's paws (London would be grander still if they knew how to air their sheets).

Our first day in London was spent shopping, which means I kicked my heels while Aunt Charlotte and the modiste went into raptures over Georgina. The second day, we were taken to see the Elgin Marbles, which was interesting, and to listen to other people see the Elgin Marbles, which would make the eyes roll right back in your head with boredom. The third day, we went back to shopping and I was able to get gloves. Please find enclosed a pair that I think will suit your pomona green crape to perfection. I bought a pair for myself and have spilt coffee on them already. So you see London hasn't changed me yet.

I feel quite envious about Lady Tarleton's dance. Aunt Charlotte has spoken of Almack's but never yet without looking at me and giving a little shudder of apprehension. She intends to call on Lady Jersey tomorrow. If their acquaintance has been exaggerated (and you know that sometimes people do not care quite as much for Aunt Charlotte as she thinks they do), I don't know how we will obtain vouchers. It is plain, however, that without vouchers for Almack's Assembly, Georgy will never truly shine in Society, no matter how lovely she is. For my own sake, I hope I get to go, too. It would be a shame to have trodden Robert Penwood's feet black and blue learning to dance and then never to get a chance to put it to the test.

Do you think a wizard's installation would be a ladylike thing to attend? We passed the Royal College on the way to the Museum and I'm sure I could find my way.

Do tell me all about the dance and mention Oliver a little so Georgina doesn't sigh herself away entirely.

Love, Kate

Copyright © 2003 by Patricia C. Wrede and Caroline Stevermer

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"Witty, light, and funny . . . Regency romance as well as fantasy fans are going to line up for it."—The Bulletin

"A cult epistolary fantasy . . . Beguiling."—Kirkus Reviews

"Older girls who have outgrown Harry Potter will like their slightly rebellious natures, the magical twists and turns, and especially the humor and quick pace."—The San Diego Union-Tribune

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Sorcery and Cecelia or the Enchanted Chocolate Pot 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 90 reviews.
CherieReads More than 1 year ago
Overall this was an enjoyable read. I didn't quite know what to expect from the cover and the title gave me the impression that this was more of a juvenile book. That was a very incorrect assumption. This book should be firmly placed in the YA category and would be especially enjoyable for older teenage girls or even adult women. The story is told in letters between Cecelia (Cecy) and her cousin, Kate. The interplay between the two is charming. They are both smart and witty among a slew of vapid women out to marry as well as possible. The element of magic is woven pretty seamlessly into early 1800's society. It's a main point to the plot but the author doesn't bash you over the head with big showy magic tricks. The plot is entertaining, but not surprising. I enjoyed it while reading but when I put it down I didn't feel like I had to immediately pick it back up. Perhaps that's because I had a pretty good idea what was going to happen next. The plot was predictable. Everything is tied up neatly at the end and it is satisfying although not unexpected. If there were some kind of twist or anything at all out of the ordinary I would have given an extra star. The real strength of this book is in it's dialogue. It is witty and funny and it's what I really liked best about the book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was a nice character driven story. It had a friendly, gossipy feel, and felt like a reading letters from high school friends. Kind of a light hearted Jane Austen, with a smattering of magic.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Grown adults will enjoy this tale, too. The letter game device as it was intended to be. Take it up, you won't be diappointed.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A clever way to write a book. Both authors are a delight and together they mix up lots of fun. I'm now reading the other books in the series and enjoying the lovely sillyness of them all.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
looking forward for number 2
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A fun, light-hearted novel that Jane Austen could have written if she had magic on her mind. The series of letters format could have been annoying, instead it is charming. At times hilarious, this is a great novel for escaping the mundane realities of everyday life.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
One of my favorites that I never get tired of reading
Linda-Hope More than 1 year ago
This book was such a fun read! I love the back and forth between the two girls' perspectives. Even though the recommendation is for ages 14 to 18, I am an adult and thoroughly enjoyed it. While I also enjoyed the two following books in the series, this is the best of the three.
toongirl81 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I adore this book. If I had a check list of things that I love, very nearly every box would be ticked against this little gem. Regency England setting and period pieces? Check. Fantasy elements that work with the narrative instead of overshadowing it? Check. Feisty heroines who overcome the twin hurdles of murderous antagonists as well as restrictive social conventions? Double check.It might be easy for me to write this off as fluff or as a guilty pleasure if I hadn't first read it when I was probably 11 or so. While both of the co-narrators of this book are fun, it is Kate, and the author Carline Stevermer behind her, that really shines. Stevermer comes across is much more comfortable behind the pen (she doesn't lean on adverbs the way that Wrede has a tendency of doing here) and as such, Kate pops off the page. As a young girl just beginning to understand my own strengths, weakness, and expected place in society, to hear a more assured, older voice describing Kate's various misadventures (falling down, breaking things, spilling things, tearing things, getting lost, etc.) was a God-send. It was the first time I had seen a heroine who wasn't coordinated or always on top of things. Instead, she was funny and observant, which was in my mind even better. To take this out of the personal and make it more broad, Kate is the kind of heroine that women and girls might take for granted now that we have Bridget Jones and all of her lesser carbon copies. But there's nothing simple or fluffy about a young woman who speaks her mind, who refuses to subjugate what is practical for what is proper, who takes her faults on the chin without much complaint or excessive embarrassment, and who is able to win the day by just being herself.I've noticed some of the other reviews point out plot holes, inconsistencies, narrative conveniences or time period inaccuracies. And I myself have taken a similar hard line with books much more acclaimed than this one. But when it comes down to it, some nineteen years later, I can still pick up this book (and I do, about once every year) and immediately feel like I am sitting down with a friend, with a sister. And if that feeling is invaluable to me as an adult, I can even begin to tell you how priceless it was to me as a girl.
MerryMary on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
What a delight! Two young Regency era girls exchange letters, and keep each other abreast of the strange and magical events occurring both in the London Season and the rural country house in Essex. In this slightly alternate reality, magic and wizards are very real in the post-Napoleonic War time period. The book was written as a game between Wrede and Stevermer - neither of whom consulted with the other concerning the development of the plot. In this way, these two wonderful writers react to each other's ideas and machinations in a way that is exciting, funny, and delightful.
dk_phoenix on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I always enjoy Wrede's writing, and this book was no exception. It was one of those books that I'd been eyeing for years, but for some reason never had a chance to purchase... so when it was sitting blatantly on the shelf at the library, I figured it was time to give it a go. It's actually a slower read than it looks - or at least it was for me - and I think that may be because it's written in Victorian-style language. But that just means it's a good book to savor, not blast through!It's written in letter-style, between two young ladies, and apparently (as stated by the authors in the back of the book) the book came about after Wrede and Stevermer actually just decided to play "The Letter Game" and write letters in character to each other for awhile. Then, when they later sat back and talked about things, they realized they had a book... and so they polished the letters up and the rest is history! I thought that was very interesting: a book that wasn't intended as a book... I'll be honest, I think it shows in just a few spots where the story dragged a little, but I wouldn't dissuade anyone from picking this up. There are two more books after this one, and I've got them on the list to find the next time I'm at the library (or, let's be honest, a bookstore). A worthwhile read!
stephxsu on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This book is a delight and a half in its crossbreed of Jane Austen language and Harry Potter events! Cousins and dear friends Cecelia and Kate, separated by distance, write letters to each other to keep up the correspondence. From the start, things do not seem to be right. For instance, at Sir Hilary¿s induction into the Royal College of Wizards, Kate wanders through a doorway and into a magical garden, where a witch by the name of Miranda confuses her for a wizard named Thomas and tries to poison her with chocolate from a chocolate pot. After escaping, Kate actually meets Thomas, the Mysterious Marquis of Schofield, whose impudence puts her on her guard, and even more so when, after a few more near-death moments, he makes an offer of marriage to her, so that he will have some protection from the charms of a young lady whom Miranda wants to set upon him.Meanwhile, outside of London, Cecy befriends Dorothea, the shy girl whose stepmother, the malevolent witch Miranda, placed a charm spell on her so that every guy in her vicinity will fall heads over heels. Dorothea refuses to stand up to Miranda, and it is during one of their strolls that Cecy notices they are being watched by a not-so-subtle James Tarleton, a dark and elegant man who, it turns out, is good friends with Thomas. He warns Cecy not to meddle in the Marquis¿ affairs with Sir Hilary and Miranda, but of course Cecy doesn¿t heed him, and finds herself sneaking spellbooks out of Sir Hilary¿s library and trying to understand more about magic and the significance of a chocolate pot that was once Thomas¿ but is now possessed by Sir Hilary for sinister reasons.SORCERY AND CECELIA was written as an unplanned, unscripted letter game between two authors, and so the beginning may seem slow and hard to get into. But persevere, and you will be greatly rewarded by a pleasing, adventurous, and romantic story.
phoebesmum on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
An epistolary novel, set in a fantasy Regency AU. Two cousins, one enjoying her first London season, the other languishing in the depths of the countryside, stumble upon a dastardly wizardly plot and must use all their resources and ingenuity ¿ plus the invaluable assistance of two conveniently eligible young men ¿ to put a stop to it. The story was written as a game of letters between the two authors, and it's obvious at times that one occasionally had no idea what the other was doing. It might have benefited from a tighter final edit but, in general, is thoroughly enjoyable, albeit fluff of the fluffiest order.
the1butterfly on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This was a book I didn't want to put down for an instant- through the letters written by the cousins, I put together bits and pieces of an increasingly complicated mystery. I liked both cousins and their beaus, and the setting worked perfectly. The format was also really neat- my best friend and I are planning to try it out ourselves at some point.
gerleliz on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I liked the two authors writing the book in character .
lalalibrarian on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This book was so charming! It took me a while to finish it, but I really loved the letters back and forth between Cecy and Kate. The two authors actually wrote this book by playing a game--they didn't actually plan out what would happen in the book, but just wrote letters back and forth and let the plot unfold. I really thought the book was quite magical!
mazeway on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Quite a charming book. I really liked the back-and-forth correspondence as the authors hand off writing duties--clever idea that worked well here. Although I knew the ending would be happy, I was quite interested to see how it would get there and read much of the book in one sitting. A taste of Austen without quite so much to work out for the modern reader
mabrown2 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This book was so much fun! I'll admit that up until about a year ago I used to turn my nose up at YA novels. I don't know why really but I luckily got over my prejudice because I've found some really incredible titles since then. But this one has to rank as one of my favorites. The story is told through a series of letters written between cousins Cecelia and Kate. It's kind of a cross between Jane Austen and Susanna Clarke as it is set in a magical Regency England and had me laughing from the first page. I will definitely be revisiting this book from time to time and may even pick up it's sequel, "The Grand Tour." Until then, I highly recommend it.
chibimajo on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A bit slow starting out, this book is told through a series of letters. Readers can easily guess at times the "hidden" connections, but it is still quite fun to read them as they emerge to the characters. Cece and her younger sister have moved to London for the season, debuts for both of them, leaving Cece's cousin and best friend Kate behind. Then the two of them become embroiled in a magical plot to destroy a marquis. They are quite smarter than the males they keep having to save, and I wish there was a bit more about the romance that develops, but all in all, quite enjoyable.
keristars on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
What an awful, pretentious, utterly twee little novel this is. I really don't understand the effusive praise for it that I have seen these last few years whenever the question of good YA fantasy comes up. Perhaps my dislike of the book is stronger because of all the praise, but I had to force myself to finish it, and the whole time that I was reading it, I was nitpicking at just about every aspect of the writing and plot.The story begins when cousins Kate and Cecy are split apart - Kate is going to London for her Season along with sister Georgiana and Aunt Charlotte, while Kate must stay at home in Essex with brother Oliver and Aunt Elizabeth. It is immediately evident that this is an alternate version of history, because in the opening letter of the novel, Cecy informs Kate that their neighbor Sir Hilary Bedrick has been named to the Royal College of Wizards. In Kate's reply, she informs Cecy that she has snuck into the ceremony, and in doing so, entangled herself in some sort of mysterious and dangerous plot.As the girls continue to exchange letters throughout the Season of 1817, the plot escalates like a runaway train heading down a hill, with events piling on top of each other and all sorts of close scrapes. The girls attempt to unravel the magic plot while keeping all knowledge of it from their guardians and their enemies, and meanwhile they must attend all sorts of balls and teas and other fashionable events of the time, with so much concern over deportment and dress. Of course, romance plays a part as well, with a false engagement that seems to cover-up a true love even from the beginning (no one could tell me that it isn't completely obvious from the start, even if Kate claims to utterly loathe Thomas from the moment they meet - likewise, the young man that Cecy argues with and claims to have complete distaste for).There seems to be no sign of the story coming to a climax or final section until it suddenly does, with the sudden and precipitous arrival of adults who Know Everything and are Capable of Handling the Problem, which of course neither Cecy nor Kate nor any of the other people they were conspiring with to solve the plot could do. Shortly thereafter, each of the villains plays the stereotypical evil villain role and monologues about their plots, giving outsiders just enough time to come in and save the day. There was hardly any foreshadowing or build-up for any of the main plot points, and they just kept piling up. Because of the way the story is structured, there are two plots which link to each other. The plots are mirrors, somewhat, and you can see them progressing as the opposite girl's letter gives details that she discovered on her side. I suppose that it's not unrealistic, but it is awkward and feels entirely too contrived in the novel. There is often no sign of something being a particular way until suddenly the other girl's letter says "oh, right, did you know...?" and then that's the way things always are. It just didn't feel polished or like it has a good pace of story. One of the severe downfalls of this type of exposition: I have no idea how Kate and Cecy are related to each other, other than being cousins, and when one character does talk about the Rushton and Talgarth families, I only became more confused. The way they are related might not be important to the story, but it is a detail that kept coming up without being explained, particularly because I couldn't quite figure out how Charlotte and Elizabeth were related to them, or why they had such control over the girls. I was also a bit annoyed at some of the references made to known historical figures, especially at the beginning of the book. Kate would mention that Lord Byron, for example, had been in a certain place, or that she had seen Lady Caroline at a ball - while it makes sense that the girls would tell each other about famous people they have encountered, there isn't a lot of gossip about anyone else, and if there is goss
AdonisGuilfoyle on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A fun story, based on a creative concept, which I discovered by chance on Amazon. Set in Regency England, after the Napoleonic Wars, Cecelia 'Cecy' Rushton and Kate Talgarth are cousins and best friends, corresponding in best Austen fashion while Kate enjoys her first Season in London. Kate is staying with her Aunt Charlotte, Cecy with Aunt Elizabeth at Rushton Manor, Essex - or it could be the other way around - and both girls meet mysterious suitors who seem to be involved in a magical conspiracy.I did enjoy reading Wrede and Stevermer's debut novel, which is a sort of Austen primer for young adults, with just enough Georgette Heyer slang ('peagoose', caper-witted', 'the outside of enough', etc.) thrown in to be authentic and not obnoxious, but the trouble is that I never really learned to tell the flimsy characters apart. Kate and Cecy's adventures are mirrored to the point of confusion, with the same cast of supporting family and friends on either side - aunts, suitors, magical enemies - and the girls' narratives lack distinct 'voices', which is ironic, considering that the two authors were playing 'the Letter Game' and writing in reply to each other. Yet while I was reading and could keep up with who was who, Kate and Cecy's light banter and Wodehousian escapades, with a sprinkle of spells, charms and magic chocolate pots thrown in, was pleasantly entertaining and amusing. I liked the blend of wit and whimsy, like the enchanted chess pieces, and the innocence of the romance between Cecy and James and Kate and Thomas the 'Odious Marquis'.I'm in two minds whether to continue with the series, but even if I don't, I shall certainly keep this first novel as a light and lively fairytale!
jjmcgaffey on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Cute - fun fluff. The gimmick is amusing, and nicely executed - I suspect that having two professional writers writing the letters made it work much better than most Letter Games, not to mention having the two of them edit it afterward and rationalize all the loose bits. As a story, it's pretty stupid - rationally so, though, as men in that situation probably would refuse to inform 'delicate maidens' of all the complications they were suffering under. Kate and Cecelia are a funny pair. Georgy actually is more interesting - or at least leaves me with more questions, after that last scene with Kate. I'm more interested in the universe than in any of the characters, unlike in Wrede's Mairelon series - there the universe is _nearly_ as interesting as the characters. And very similar to this one, actually - Regency with magic. Anyway. Fun, I'll probably reread, but I doubt it will ever be a real favorite.
alwright1 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A sweet diversion in letters between two clever girls on the verge of being presented to society.
AngelaG86 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
It took me more than a few letters to get the characters sorted properly. Once I did, I fell in love with the lead characters, the setting, and how the authors made me feel I really was in Regency England.
Maaike15274 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Lots of fun. Made me think of Jane Austen (Pride & Prejudice) and The Scarlet Pimpernel at the same time.