Book Review

The Lion’s Lady by Julie Garwood: A Guest Review by RedHeadedGirl

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Title: Lion's Lady
Author: Julie Garwood
Publication Info: Pocket 1991
ISBN: 9780671737832
Genre: Historical: European

Lion's Lady by Julie GarwoodOkay, so, this is a classic, right?  I hadn’t read it before.

I KNOW.

I snagged it from a free book pile AGES ago, thinking it was another book I had read back in my misspent youth, but figured out pretty quite that this was NOT The Black Lion by Jude Devereaux, given that we started out in the Black Hills, not in Medieval England.

You can’t put anything past me.

Okay, so this book.  THIS BOOK. 

This is everything I adore about the historical genre.  It’s SO ridonkulous.  Irritatingly perfect heroine?  Damaged, brooding hero?  A whole mess of plot involving a will, possibly crazy people, an evil king (or whatever) and, just for fun, Native Americans?

FUCK YES.

So we open in the Black Hills of South Dakota in 1795 with a Sioux shaman having a dream about a lioness in the middle of buffalo- just as his…granddaughter? Comes home from being captured by an enemy tribe with a very blonde, very loud toddler in tow.  Merry, the woman (go with it), explains that the girl’s name is Christina, and she had promised Christina’s mother that she (Merry) would raise Christina until Christina is able to go back to England.  Merry’s husband already hates the whites, but grudgingly agrees to raise the kid when Merry says that “her daughter bellows like a lioness.”

We then cut to 9 years later where Lyon, our hero, is watching his wife die in childbirth.  While she is doing this, she accidently spills the beans that she had been cheating on Lyon with his brother James, the kid is actually James’, and Lyon closes off his heart forever when she dies.

Then we jump to 1803 or thereabouts- Lyon is a semi-retired spy/assassin who is all haunted by his past- he has nightmare where the people he killed come back to haunt him accusingly (even though we are assured that he only killed the really bad people, according to the War Office.  I think it’s the War Office, or I might be getting things confused with the Pink Carnation.  MOVING ON) and he sees Christina making a huge stir among the ton (mystery princess!  Moths, flames, something shiny and new! You get the idea) and is instantly like “WANT” and immediately moves towards the “Take.  Have!” part of the equation.  She, on the other hand, while convinced that he is her destiny (he’s a lion, she’s a lioness, lets call the whole thing off), is not so inclined to tolerate the taking and the having without discussing it first.

So a whole bunch of shit happens which I’m not going to recap in the entirety, but the basic plot is that Christina is the daughter of a now-deposed king of one of those tiny little European countries no one can keep track of (and, presumably Eastern European?  Who knows).  Her mother married him and then found out he was an Evil Bad Dictator and stole the treasury (converted to gemstones for easy travel) and ran off and discovered that she was pregnant.  Christina’s mother ran off to the Black Hills to escape from her husband, she ran into the Dakota and died and left Christina in their care.

I’ve been sitting on this review for WEEKS now because the summary is just so daunting.  There’s so much that happens, but it doesn’t feel overstuffed.  So the nickel version: Christina needs a husband so she can get control over her inheritance before she turns 19, otherwise it goes to her father’s control.  Lyon will do nicely for her purposes, and he’s all about that.  Her father is an evil despot and her aunt also wants control of the money, but knows she can’t do that with Lyon as the husband in question.  To add to that, Christina is mostly able to pass as a lady who did not grow up in a Dakota village, unless you look carefully and notice her penchant for going barefoot, throwing knives, and eating shrubs.  Hilarity ensues!

So… things I really liked about this book.  The story structure is basically flawless.  Before each chapter is an excerpt from Christina’s mother’s journal about “How we all got into this mess in the first place” and I liked the kind of in media res feel of it.  You don’t really find out WHY Jessica ran away from Christina’s father until near the middle of the book, and it helped pulled the story along.

I like Lyon, even though he’s kind of a dick.  He, at least, has some awareness of his dickishness, so there’s that.  He also has reasons for his dickishness, he’s not a dick without a cause (HEYOO), and he’s trying to be better, so there’s that, as well.  Also, when he pulls out his dickishness at Christina and yells at her, she hollers back at him, much to the stock and awe of everyone around them.

Christina…. I really didn’t like the way she was written.  And it’s taken me a while to sort through and figure out what it was I didn’t like.  I think that she comes off kind of Mary Sue-ish, as being able to pass herself off as being a great lady with only a year of study at it in Boston, along with being the best at being a Dakota, but that’s not my biggest problem.  My biggest problem is that whenever she’s not playing her role as a lady of society, she’s either bellowing (at Lyon usually) or whispering in fear.  She never just talks.

This seems nitpicky, and maybe I’m not explaining it well, but in private, she comes of as terrified and weak and needing Lyon to protect her, when that’s just not true.  She can take care of herself, and needing support is not the same as needing a caretaker and I’m not pleased with how she came off.  She is a strong character who is an HBIC and capable of getting shit done, why make her only super weak or super strong in private?  She’s not tea, for fuck’s sake.

(Also I got really annoyed at the number of times “God help me/him/her” was used.  I feel like a drinking game is inevitable.)

Really, what I loved about this is the total and utter ridonkulousness of it all.  I mean, there weren’t white settlers heading out to the Black Hills in the 1790s.  There just weren’t.  And it’s just not feasible that a white girl raised in a Dakota tribe would be able to successfully pull off being a great lady with one year of study.  But the banter is pretty good, and I never got the point of wanting to knock Christina and Lyon’s heads together- sure neither of them were telling the other one to complete truth about each other, but they each had their reasons.

I found this to be a fine example of the old school genre without bullshit sexual politics.  Loads of fun, even for my complaints.


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  1. Rebecca says:

    Ok, I just read the beginning.  The text actually SAYS “mountain lion” which is what a number of us assumed, so that’s cool.  But the description of Merry and Christina runs absolutely and completely counter to everything that Sandoz’ book says about Sioux child-rearing.  Every. Single. Thing.  From the yelling, to the worrying that the child will feel abandoned, to the “my mama” thing.  In fact, the Sioux generally placed a child of toddler age with “foster” parents so that he (or she) would NOT cling to his/her biological parents.  These foster parents had a special name/form of address (which escapes me at the moment), so it would be COMPLETELY LOGICAL for Christina to call Merry foster-mama (or whatever) thus making it completely clear that she is not a biological child.

    None of these are really important to the story, and the average reader can’t really be expected to know them but after the long and impassioned discussion about a similarly short scene in The Grand Sophy, I’m a little troubled about the casual “wise Shaman” “stern warrior” stereotypes being thrown around, apparently gratuitously in lieu of characterization.  I won’t get started on the use of the word “squaw” in a book published in 1988, but in 1985 Ursula Le Guin notes that both the word and the idea were already becoming passe twenty years earlier.  I truly don’t want to mess with what’s obviously a favorite.  But with an author who (according to her wikipedia page) takes pride in triple-checking her facts and being historically accurate (much like Heyer), I think we’ve got an attitude problem here about the Sioux.

  2. FairyKat says:

    @Rebecca—posts like yours are the reason I keep coming back to SBTB and obsessively read the comments.  Smart Bitch indeed!  Thanks for teaching me something!

  3. Lynn M says:

    I think this one is buried somewhere on my keeper shelf – I’ll have to pull it down and reread it based on RedHeadedGirl’s fantastic review. I think I remember that this wasn’t my favorite Garwood because Christina was so darned perfect – a perfect English lady AND a perfect Native American warrior (even though she’s a GIRL) and just a little too perfect overall, even for a Garwood heroine. By far my two fav Garwoods are “Honour’s Splendor” (love the feet warming scene) and “The Bride.” Now I’m going to have to go find those copies…

  4. Rebecca says:

    @FairyKat – Thanks! (Reddens, and rubs toe bashfully in dirt.)  Thanks especially because I was afraid I came off as bitchy in a bad way because I got kind of enraged by the completely unconscious racism.  (e.g. Indians are stern and remote.  White people are loud and direct.  Therefore baby Christina has not “learned Merry’s low voice.”  Even though, you know, Merry is her mother.  Who’s RAISING her.  The same way she raises her son who magically knows to be quiet because he’s Indian.  I just can’t see beating up on Heyer for all her “blood will tell” stuff and then giving another author a free pass because she’s “respectfully” depicting a far more powerless group.)

  5. LEW says:

    @Jill, The Garwood in which the hero woos the heroine out of a convent is THE PRIZE.

  6. Cerulean says:

    This was my introduction to Garwood and it remains one of my favorites of hers by far, for many of the reasons people have stated. I *loved* Christina’s self-reliance, independence, and general badassery. I have a crate of all of my old Garwoods in a closet. I do believe I’ll get them out today. I’d love to re-read The Secret, another favorite of mine.

    It’s funny, because in all of the discussion of old Johanna Lindsay books (which I also own), I kept thinking of this book before I remembered that it was Julie Garwood.

  7. Jill says:

    @LEW: Huh, really? Color me dumb. I just listened to “The Prize” and I don’t remember that, LOL. The one I’m thinking of has a scene where the hero lures the heroine out along a walkaway (and there may have been two H/Hs involved in the scene I remember), then says, “But you’re not longer in the convent” or somesuch and off he goes with her.

    I think maybe he’s a Scots? (Which, yeah, I know, narrows it down. Not.)

    Of course, I could be mixing up JG with JL, which I do a lot, I fear. Sigh. Old Timers.

    capcha: wife78. Ha! With my life, I could certainly use 78 wives!

  8. Rhea says:

    I absolutely love the old Julie Gardwood romances! And I do believe that I’ve read all of them with the exception of this one. Which means, to Amazon I go…
    All-time favorite one, btw, Saving Grace. Loved it to pieces and still do. Loved it so much that I read it to death (and I’m always very careful with my books) with both the covers coming off and random pages falling out. Le sigh.

  9. Wynn says:

    I heart the Julie Garwood historicals! Too hard to pick a favorite but Guardian Angel, The Bride, Saving Grace and For the Roses would probably be the ones I’ve reread most often.

    @Jill: the scene you mentioned is from The Wedding – the story of Connor & Brenna

  10. I adore Julie Garwood historicals. She is my go to and favourite historical romance. I have read many but not all. I have them on my bookshelf. See when I get down and I am reading other books and everything is just so bland, I take out a Julie Garwood that I haven’t read and I literally get butterflies and excited that I am about to start a new (old) one.
    I only just discovered her last year. So I devoured The Bride, The Wedding, The Gift, Ransom, The Prize and Honor Splendour and a few others. (those are my favs) and I needed to slow down. I couldnt get enough of them but I wanted to keep on enjoying them but I was running out of her historicals. So that’s when I stopped reading them and then started saving them for special occasions.
    I got into a funk and then picked up Lyon’s Lady and right away my funk was over. I will cry when I have run out of her historicals.

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