"The Perils of Pursuing a Prince" is a dismal follow-up to "The Hazards of Hunting a Duke". Greer Fairchild is the most idiotic heroine I've encountered in years, and I must confess I'm generally quite forgiving. It's not even that she's too impulsive or headstrong, it's that her thoughts don't seem to belong to one person, and, as several other reviewers have noted, although she seems to give lip service to a knowledge of society's rules of behavior for young, unmarried women, her actions don't reflect any of it. She's entirely taken in by the scoundrel in the story, she's beyond rude to the Prince for the first two weeks she is a guest in his home, and I see no consistent rationale for her actions. At one point, she's at Kendrick, cleaning a room, and imagining her future, either married to the Prince, or simply continuing their relationship as lovers. Later that day, he proposes marriage to her, and she responds as if he's crazy and says she hadn't previously considered the possibility of marriage. On top of that, she goes on about how she couldn't imagine life away from London after she spent the afternoon dreaming about living at Kendrick! Makes no sense, whatsoever! She is rude, devious, and stupid, and I can't imagine what Rhodrick could possibly see in her. As the book progressed, I found myself thinking less and less of him for wanting her. At the end of the story, one of her cousins - Ava, I think - makes some comment about how she had to love him for putting up with Greer, and I could only think, `absolutely!' I can't think of one endearing quality to her.
The plot itself is all over the place, too. Much is made of the magic of Wales and ghosts and such, but it's all kind of vague. At the end, the big issue for Greer is finding out how Rhodrick found the woman's dead body in the forest. As the reader, I couldn't care less. It was clear to me that he was a good, honorable person, and it just didn't matter. Too, there was the issue of the `bad guy'. Since she was so taken in at the beginning of the book, I felt it was important that she have an "Aha" moment where she realized he was bad (not to mention acknowledge what a witch she was to Rhodrick when she believed all those lies). That didn't really happen.
Don't even bother with this book. It's an exercise in frustration. I can't believe I finished it.