So glad the writers and producers didn’t go there.
I was fairly confident going into this novel. Unlike most Tudor novelists, Alison Weir is a Tudor historian. So rather than just knowing a few historical facts, Weir has dug deep into the documents. She’s brave enough to change her opinion about previously held facts when more research suggests another interpretation because of new documents.
Weir manages to make her biographies highly readable, knowing how to tell a story without sensationalizing reality. Which is why Anne Boleyn: A King’s Obsession works so well. There is no compromising of facts. Rumors about the Boleyn family are often overshadowed with sensationalized rumors. Unfortunately, these rumors have found a home in too many contemporary novels so I’m grateful to Weir for not wasting this reader’s time.
This is not to suggest that she writes a romanticized version of the truth, either. In this novel, Anne is not an innocent child manipulated by the greedy patriarchy. Neither is she manipulating King Henry VIII to her overpowering will. Weir follows a young Anne to the Netherlands and France where she witnesses the power men have over women. Her experiences in these countries undergird the choices she makes when she returns to England.
Every page of this novel breathes life into the characters, although most of the male characters are two-dimensional. The real challenge, of course, is to keep the reader turning the page when the inevitable outcome is set in stone. We know how Anne’s reign ends and yet the urge to keep reading is there. I wanted to devour this book, and likely would have had I not been busy with other things. Now I need to go back and read the first book in what will obviously be a six book series, Katherine of Aragon: The True Queen. It looks like the books will be coming out annually, in May, so next year I’ll be sure to jump into Jane Seymour’s story as soon as it is released.