First, what I didn't like: the characters had issues. The POV is 3rd person/omniscient, meaning we got to hear a hundred underdeveloped side-characters fawn over Mary Sue: "oh, the wee lass, poor girl, she's been through so much, she's half the size of other women, so brave, she weighs no more than a dove, what fire in her eyes." That got old. (Ironically, the author portrayed any momentary 'sassenach' distrust very well! We weren't told any of these negative perceptions; just watched them shy away and give her a dirty look until someone explained. That's good form!)
Also... she's a Mary Sue. The object of every man's desire, but deeply humble and has to be argued with constantly over whether or not she is beautiful; annoyingly naive about lust--especially for someone recently sexual assaulted. But then when our Hero backs her up against a wall (totally uncharacteristically, for both of them, btw), it's all sexual tension and no fear. She does have a character arc, but it's staggered instead of gradual: one moment she's humble, 'my place is with the servants'; the next she's accosting the acting lord of the estate for not paying enough attention to her when she says good morning. Then she switches back. That could be realistic, if every other character didn't support her abrupt personality changes; if it were in the tune of hormonal imbalance instead of enlightened female empowerment.
What I liked!: It was easy to read. It didn't feel original, but it was comfortable and nice; who doesn't like a good damsel in distress, fleeing the evil bad guy, rescued by a bunch of lovable, rough-around-the-edges beefcakes with accents? Well, that's what it was supposed to be, so I suspended disbelief and mostly enjoyed the ride.
Toward the end, there were some truly enjoyable scenes where our MC grew into herself, and her mood swinging didn't have quite so broad a range. It stopped being quite so ridiculous when characters commented on her fiery tenacity, because it became true (although in real life, people with fiery tenacity get more shade than praise. Fiery tenacity is inconvenient and annoying to real-life bystanders.). And I thought the sex scenes were tasteful.
Idk if I'd recommend it; it's kind of like Taco Bell's 'healthy' meals: you won't hate yourself, but it's still a guilty pleasure, and it's still not good for you if it's all you're eating.
Either way, at least Suzan Tisdale is cooking something, so good for her! Thanks for making my insomnia less torturous, author!