The Abyssinian in our book turned out to be the apothecary Jean-Baptiste Poncet, despite the fact that he's really French. My interest in the plot did increase gradually as I read. The lovers faced conflict. Lives were at stake. The ending, while happy, was a bit of a let down.
This book barely earned a 2.
It seems as though I'm moving gradually through time. I went from Marie Antoinette in the late 1700's to Louis XIV's kingdom in 1700, and this next book begins in Constantinople in 1453.
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