

Eventually they take shelter with Ripley’s slightly eccentric aunt and proceed to clear up misunderstandings with remarkable clarity. Ripley catches Olympia in the act and since he can’t let a drunk bride stagger about the streets on her own, he goes with her.

Minutes before the wedding, Olympia gets drunk on brandy, panics, and escapes in all her wedding finery out the window. Ashmont has two best friends: Ripley and Blackwood. The ridiculously named heroine, Olympia Hightower, is supposed to get married to The Duke of Ashmont. If it had had a kraken, a cat, and someone earnestly trying to explain a scientific concept with their shirt off, we would have achieved the Carrie Singularity and I would have been sucked into the pages never to return. It has an eccentric and acerbic old lady. How DARE this book be over? How DARE it be so incredibly perfect and constructed almost completely of Carrie Bait? It has a book collector. And do you know why? Because I purposely kept putting it down once I realized that eventually I would RUN OUT OF BOOK.

I should have been able to read A Duke in Shining Armor in a day.
