When Only Short and Sweet Will Do: Liz Fielding’s THE SHEIKH’S GUARDED HEART

_Sheikh's_Guarded_HeartTruth be told, as far as romance reading goes, Miss Bates is a category aficionado. Now that she’s somewhat extricated herself (and she was the sole person responsible for putting herself there) of the ARC-shackles, and given that the day job will make relentless demands on her until Christmas, you can expect A LOT of category reading and ruminating. Liz Fielding is an auto-buy and go-to author for Miss Bates. Why? Because the writing is laudable; characters; finely drawn; and, there’s humour and gravitas to the story. For example, Miss Bates loved the 2004 A Family of His Own, with its broody hero, grubby gardener-heroine, and gardening metaphors out of Wilde’s “Selfish Giant.” Fielding’s The Sheikh’s Guarded Heart has similar elements: an oasis-garden setting, a loving heroine, a cute moppet, a brooding, suffering hero and elegant writing. And the idea that the love of a good woman can water the soul of a brooding hero. Was it a thoroughly enjoyable reading experience for Miss Bates?

The Sheikh’s Guarded Heart has a dramatically magnificent opening scene. Brit Lucy Forrester is driving a 4×4 like a circuit driver to reach her husband, Steve Mason, a tour guide camped in the desert of Ramal Hamrah. She is hellbent to “confront the man who’d betrayed her.” She’s “dehydrated, hungry” and soon rolling into dunes, trapped in a flaming jeep, reminiscent of “the fire-and-brimstone sermons preached at the church her grandmother had attended.” An “angel” cuts her out of the seat-belt and hauls her out; she notes before she passes out that “the angel looked real enough, though, as he flew down to her on wings of gold.” The angel is Hanif al-Khatib, the Emir’s third son. Hanif’s only feeling as he saves Lucy is an “overwhelming sense of guilt.” The scene is tightly told and we learn a lot about our hero and heroine without the boring back-story that makes up the start to many a romance. Miss Bates loved the opening.

Hanif takes Lucy to the hospital in Rumaillah and cares for her himself, “Having saved her, I am responsible for her.” Though, as we’ve learned from Lucy’s harsh upbringing, she should recoil from Hanif’s ministrations, his care of her is figuratively, and beautifully described, in terms of dry- and lush-ness, of watering and caring for her body as if it was a garden, “He was tenderness itself and her hot, dry skin, dehydrated and thirsty, seemed to soak up the moisture like a sponge.” The scene between Hanif and Lucy in the hospital is beautifully rendered as he affords her succor and dignity by bathing her wounds and making her comfortable. His slow, methodical tenderness is lovely. When he takes her home to his private hunting and riding pavilion in the desert, Randah al-‘Arusah, “The Garden of the Bride,” to heal and deal with the mess that is her life, Fielding has a great scene where Hanif washes Lucy’s hair with the same solicitude and gentleness. Lucy wonders at his care, “You’re a stranger. You need help. I was chosen.” She responds, asserting her Western sense of self-reliance and grand-mother’s harsh lessons, “I’m in no one’s hands but my own.” “We’re all in God’s hands,” he replies. Miss Bates loved this confrontation between Protestant “Harsh” Christianity and Islamic surrender to God in the figures of Lucy and Hanif.

Most of the novel takes place in the secluded, walled garden and pavilion, reminiscent of Jane Eyre, her Rochester, and Thornfield … reset in an Arabian desert. While there is no mad wife in the attic, Hanif is haunted by a dead wife, Noor, a wife he loved and lost when she refused to accept therapy for leukemia in order to save her unborn child, Princess Ameerah, who shows up at Randah al-‘Arusah and gains Lucy’s love. Hanif cannot bear to be near the child and disappears for weeks, while Lucy and Ameerah play and laugh together. He returns and, in a Rochester-like confession, explains himself to Lucy thus, “I apologize for abandoning you. I have black moments when memory overwhelms me and I am not fit company for man or beast.” Hanif has isolated himself in The Garden of the Bride, grieving for Noor, but also angry with her for choosing the child’s life over her own. He feels betrayed and abandoned by Noor. But Lucy misunderstands him, misjudges him when she decides he would have supported Noor’s decision had the unborn child been a son, “his instincts were still those of a primitive tribal chieftain for whom women were no more than the expendable vessels who provided them with sons.” Though this was not clear, the suggestion is that Hanif could not forgive Noor for sacrificing herself for a girl baby; doing so for a boy baby would have been understandable, if no less painful to him. Hanif neither denies, nor affirms Lucy’s misjudgement and the novel collapses on the basis of one too many portrayals of sacrificing, saintly motherhood. Add to that one too many comments about Lucy’s worth on the basis of her virginity and Miss Bates’ disappointment was complete.

[BE WARNED: SPOILERS FOLLOW.] While Hanif and Lucy get to know one another in the desert paradise, Lucy’s marriage stands between them. Fielding is good at portraying honourable characters and Hanif and Lucy are nothing if not honourable. While Hanif and Lucy may not outright discuss her sex life with her husband, Lucy often ponders how she and Steve were never intimate. She’d mistakenly thought it was because he was considerate of her chastity and innocence, which is pretty weird considering conjugal relations are potentially one of the joys of marriage. Let’s not forget, thought Miss Bates, that Lucy is 28 YEARS OLD. Yet, Hanif is so virgin-attuned that he thinks, ” … she [Lucy] retained the air of a virgin, had all the instincts of a princess.” “Please,” thought Miss Bates, “I was really enjoying this till this moment.” Then, the thousand-and-one-nights prettiness of setting and sheikh were shattered by Hanif’s summoning Lucy’s husband to the oasis. He’d had him investigated and his worth was nil for Lucy in Hanif’s estimation, but he wanted Lucy to have a chance to confront him, or for Steve to show his love for her. Lucy, in the mean time, unbeknownst to Hanif, started divorce proceedings against Steve. What a mess when Steve shows up and what a mess this novel turned into, thought Miss Bates. It turns out that Steven’s assistant, Jenny Sanderson, was also Steve’s pregnant WIFE, who colluded in what he did to Lucy … but Lucy is so virginally saintly that she defends Jenny’s actions to Hanif, “I ask your mercy for the girl who loves him, her unborn baby.” Hanif is in love with Lucy; he can’t deny her. Jenny, like Noor, turns out to be a sacrificing mother figure and Hanif helps her to leave Ramal Hamrah. But not Steve: Steve is to experience the full brunt of Hanif’s power and vengeance. Miss Bates guesses that things could have been worse for Steve were it not that Hanif notes, “He [Hanif] hadn’t needed Mason to tell him that he had not touched his wife [that would be Lucy, in this case], had not stolen from her the one thing that he could never return.” Not her faith in humanity … but her virginity. Miss Bates likes to read romance with decent protagonists, or ones who are capable of redemption, but with the spice of a little moral ambiguity, or internal conflict. However, the moral elevation of the virgin heroine is symptomatic of an unreasonable judgement of a womanly ethic that is unrealistic and simplistic. To give Fielding credit here, Hanif is pretty idealized as well.

In the end, Hanif behaves well and squelches further alpha qualities by letting Lucy return to England to sort out her life. Lucy continues in her beatification by ensuring that Hanif and his daughter share a close, loving relationship before she leaves, though she loves him, claiming to herself that she is not princess material. Back in England, Lucy promptly finds a job, annuls her marriage, is promoted, and begins university. She also finds her long-lost mother, whom she thought had abandoned her, and there is another tear-filled realization of the sacrifices mothers make for their children. Hanif is appointed ambassador of his country to England and claims Lucy’s hand. Oh, and there’s a baby-filled epilogue too. But Miss Bates didn’t enjoy much of the second half of this romance novel. The beauty of the category, though, as she turned off the e-reader, is that it’s blissfully short and one can often see it through to the end, if not joyfully, at least tolerably. One is, it’s true, less likely to DNF a category.

The shorter, sweeter category romance often disappoints Miss Bates in its elevation of a heroine’s  worth as an adulation of her innocence = virginity. Moreover, in this case, the portrayal of the heroine’s relentless virtue, which is associated with her sexual innocence, as if they are part-and-parcel, eventually left her character etiolated and flat. What portrayals of womanhood and motherhood have struck you about the category romances you’ve read? #notallcategories 😉 

18 thoughts on “When Only Short and Sweet Will Do: Liz Fielding’s THE SHEIKH’S GUARDED HEART

  1. I am a category aficoinado too! I will look forward to more category reads from you! I’m with you about the elevation of the virgin and the sacrificing heroine. Lynne Graham’s The Contract Baby is just the most amazing virgin martyr sacrifice book I have ever read. PLEASE seek it out!


    1. Miss B.’ll definitely seek it out, she may go for a classic this time around … she received a boon of Lambs in the mail and may tackle one of those. Or maybe Gold Ring of Betrayal, or a Sarah Morgan early, or a Kelly Hunter. Definitely an HP, though!


  2. Miss Bates, I completely agree that a little category romance can be just what you need – kind of like After Eight mints, very relaxing after dinner 😉 I will say that I avoid all romances with that word “Sheikh” in the title, because I find that very often they end up mired in cultural, religious, and/or historical misinformation, and sink into a morass of racist, sexist, colonialist, and sectarian bias. On the other hand, the question of chastity, womanhood, motherhood (and sexuality that underly them) are of great interest, perhaps most especially in category novels, where you have a limited number of pages and tropes that are available to handle them. Penny Jordan’s many repressed, anxious, english virgins spring to mind for me. Also the tempestuous, emotive, all consuming relationships that Robyn Donald – particularly in her earlier novels – depicts between often very innocent women, and more worldly and very alpha men.


    1. Miss Bates agrees: every “sheikh” category she’s read has been a disappointment. And the HP penchant for the virtues of virginity and motherhood, lovely as they may be, are monolithic in their portrayal of them. But Miss B. now has two more HP authors to check out … because much as she derides them, she’ll still keep reading them.


  3. This one’s on the TBR, and I’m a Liz Fielding fan. It sounds like it may hit a few points of irritability for me, but I’ll read it in time. Have you read the Mistletoe and the Lost Stiletto? I do think that one’s my favorite Fielding thus far. What often hits me between the eyes in categories is a sense that choosing to be childless makes a woman cold or selfish or relentlessly devoted to her career. And women who have abortions are often vilified. Those characterizations make me uncomfortable, to say the least.


    1. Miss B. is a Liz Fielding fan too! Have you read A Family Of His Own or The Marriage Miracle: she loved those. Though she might venture to say that Fielding does better with an English setting than a desert Arabic one. And this had such a great opening too. MissB. loved the first half, but so much rankled after that. Miss B. hasn’t read the Mistletoe one, but since she starts a Christmas romance reading kick every November 25th, she’ll add it to the list, ’cause it’s not in the TBR. What’s up with that?! 😉

      Yup, cold, or lonely, or isolated … but most importantly, as you say above, being alone means that YOU ARE UNHAPPY … but it’s romance, there’s an HEA. Miss B. just wishes there were also more positive images of women choosing to be alone and enjoying it. Though Miss B. knows many don’t like her, one of the things she loved best about Crusie’s Bet Me is that Min would have been as happy on her own as she would be with Cal.


      1. I haven’t gotten to A Family of His Own or The Marriage Miracle. But I think at least one of them is on the TBR. Mistletoe is a complete Cinderella story, a lovely piece of fluff that I think will leave a smile on your face.

        Crusie works for me, though, as you say, she doesn’t work for a lot of people. I haven’t read Bet Me yet, but one of the things I like about the Crusie category romances is their lack of pregnancies or baby epilogues (I guess the abundance of pets makes up for them). And I often feel that Crusie heroines are standing fine on their own two feet. In The Cinderella Deal, which is one of my favorites, Daisy has grown enough by the end of that book to be fine and happy on her own–it’s just that she knows what life is like with Linc, and she’d rather be with him than without him.


        1. Oh, Miss Bates looks forward to your reading of A Family of His Own and The Marriage Miracle. Miss B. loved them at the time, especially Family and she thinks you’ll enjoy them as well.

          The Cinderella Deal is her favourite Crusie, also Charlie All Night. Crusie in category-length was at her best. And YES, there are a lot of pets: Miss Bates remembers how cool she thought that Min and Cal don’t have kids, but do get a dog at the end of Bet Me.


          1. Charlie All Night is my other favorite–with the sickly puppy drinking from its bottle “like a fraternity brother” when Charlie or Allie play Billy Joel songs!


  4. I find Fielding to be “hit or miss” for me – but I can always count on a certain measure of charm in her stories. I may not always like them, but there’s something about her style that charms me all the same.

    I liked Mistletoe and the Lost Stiletto, with a few caveats (mostly that the romance felt a little too “love at first sight” for my tastes), but it’s got a great holiday feel and felt very cinematic. Someone needs to snap up the rights to that story and make one of those made-for-TV Christmas movies of it that run non-stop on the Hallmark Channel.

    As for sheiks, I tend to be quite selective with those guys. Sarah Morgan has written some solid sheik categories. Also, Maisey Yates. Of the latter I would say start with Hajar’s Hidden Legacy which has a Beauty and the Beast vibe going on…..


    1. Miss Bates agrees: there’s a quiet finesse to the writing that Miss B’s always really liked about Fielding. And she certainly had good luck with the ones she’s read until The Sheikh’s Guarded Heart and even this one had a great first half. So, she’s certainly not abandoning the Fielding, but maybe be more cautious about the “sheikh” ones.

      This is the second rec. MissB’s received regarding Mistletoe and the Lost Stiletto, so she must give it a try. Considering she starts her annual Christmas romance glom on the 25th of November, it can be an added title to an already tottery list.

      Well YAY! Miss B. has Hajar’s Hidden Legacy in the TBR, also Yates has written one of Miss B’s favourite romances this year, Pretender To the Throne, HP, of course.


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