It takes me a while to read medieval romances. I think it's the fact that I just can't imagine romance coupled with feces and urine littering the streets. Toilets and deodorants weren't around back then. It's easy to forget this when reading a regency or even a novel set in the Georgian era. People back then were so elegant that we just imagine them smelling very sweet (although this wasn't exactly the case). Clean streets and fresh air, while reading a romance set during medieval times, are a bit harder to envision.
In any case, I started BY DESIGN by Hunter on Sunday and I still haven't gotten past Chapter 3. I'm finishing it because it's supposedly a great book, but it's hard to get past the smells flooding my senses.