Maybe it’s just me, but of all the medievals I’ve read, they all seem to have a woman who doesn’t want to be a woman, and a man who will marry her anyway. I get how this pretty much has to happen in order for the modern reader to identify with the woman, since we are so culturally different, but it gets a bit tiresome.

On the plus side, the plot was a good one, if somewhat typical, and I enjoyed seeing King John featured.

Wasn’t a bad book, just not one of my favorites.