

Learning of his British heritage, Ash is eventually sent to England to complete his education before being posted back to India as a military officer. But treachery is afoot and in the end Ash has to flee for his life. It is here that Ash first meets and befriends the princess Anjuli, a young child who is neglected by the women of the harem and by her half-brother. His Indian nurse takes the boy and tries to find his people but this has all happened against the background of a massive mutiny against the English and so she keeps the child, renames him Ashok and raises him as her own until the time he is taken into the household of a royal household far from the violence.

But it is a book that has a little of everything for the interested reader.Īshton Pelham-Martyn is but a baby when his explorer/linguist father dies of cholera in the Himalayas. Well, I didn't love it (didn't hate it) and I certainly didn't fly through it. I had heard that it was a sweeping romance of the type that I have always loved and that I would fly through it. I started it last year, read a bit and put it down to concentrate on other, shorter works. An epic romance of the British Raj, this book is a massive undertaking.
