Okay, she's pretty sure that these "Tree" people are very likely literal trees or some other very nonhumanoid species, and that these books were 'translated' out of something considerably more alien than just a foreign language. They are too alien to have anything recognizable as romantic merit or demerit, but Abrogail supposes, if she must consider them for publication in Cheliax, the answer is no; people running around being worried about whether they're hurting each other are not good for young girls to read about all day. Even the third book, in which the protagonists' pathetic feelings result in equally unhappy and pathetic lives followed by pathetic deaths, doesn't redeem the extent to which a reader would be immersed in constant Lawful Good misery and the extent to which this would be unhealthy. If Chelish girls were otherwise in danger of becoming paladins when they grow up, this romance novel might talk the more sensible ones out of that; but it is much more important to produce romance novels which can help girls with more innate potential and promise than that grow into healthy cruel ambitious adults.
Now can she hand off these books to any of the wizards who will be incredibly fascinated by the hints about how to operate the universe?