Romance authors who focus on families in a series seem to have difficulty keeping up the quality. Not so for Mary Balogh's Bedwyns. The books are all wonderful, each in its own way worthy of being reread, and Wulfric's story at the end is the best of lot. It would have been easy for Balogh to just have Wulfric fall easily head over heels in some cliched manner, but instead she actually makes his fall believable. Unlike many cold-and-aloof-nobleman characters who seem to undergo an instant and inexplicable transformation, Balogh makes us see that Wulfric really could fall in love with Christine. He doesn't suddenly become talkative and effusive at all times, Christine just draws out the best in him that was already there. This is one of the few books that I have reread and reread until it is in danger of falling apart.