Horrible, anachronistic, 2 dimensional characters. The hero is an ex-nun who gets lucky when dastardly 1 dimensional husband cops a dose of plague. At last she can be the radical socialist she's always dreamed of being and is free to take out years of frustration on her daughter (who was caught doing the 'dirty' in the chapel). The other 'hero' is a handsome serf , of course, who gives mad daughter the hots but has a crush on ex-nun. At some point he is frightened by a cat. So, you think that doesn't sound too bad? If only Stephen King had written it. AND when you get to the end, you realize that it is just book 1 of a trilogy! The author stretched this garbage out for three books????? I hate everything about this novel. If it was a bubo, I'd squeeze it. Painfully.