At only 12% in, I was enjoying it tremendously. Lady Eleanor Swift is amazingly progressive and sassy. She has also inherited a funny, elderly bulldog Gladstone and I was roaring with laughter at their little walk-and talks. But then the story started dragging quite a bit. I feel that this book could’ve been reduced to half its length and that would’ve been perfect. It picked up pace towards the end, though. I liked the vibes of the book very much and would definitely consider other books in the series - if it works for any of my readathon prompts.