I think this is one of the dopiest regency historicals I've come across yet. From what I read of it, the author knows nothing about either horses or regency society. It reads like bad Mary Sue fan fiction. Stylewise she's not awful, but she should stick to what she knows.
There was comfort in her touch, A kind of healing that brought peace and stirrings of love where Dalton Warfield never expected to find them--within himsefl! But could he truly surrender to the graciousness o that was Alicia Spencer--when he was the Duke of Wexton and she outcast by the Ton? Alicia Spencer's first foray into society had brought about her reputation's ruin--all through the scheming of one dowager duchess. Now her healing talents with horses had bound her to a passionate bargain with her enemy's son--Dalton Warfield, a man who'd courted her gift yet captured her heart...!