To complain a little, at times it gets weirdly patriarchal though. Like, imagine if your identity was in doubt, and your husband had a definite proof you are who you say, but then didn't tell you anything while you were worrying about the whole case, until the time came to reveal the facts to the council (overwhelmingly made of other men). You'd probably be more than a little pissed off at him for never telling you and letting you worry, rather than just be amazed at how he heroically swooped in to save you with information he already possessed for some time, right? And if not pissed, then at least confused, because what reason could he possibly have to hide that information from you when he's on your side the whole time? It feels like the author felt the need for the men to be doing something, and for the ladies to concern themselves with being refined and doing social stuff, and so they cut the storylines in two without bothering to check if it makes any sense.
Also, sometimes I wish the novels weren't so noble-centric. This time there's literally no named character who isn't a noble or a perfectly loyal long-time personal servant of one.