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By Anne O'Brien

A baby born in the plague yr of 1348, abandoned and raised in the oppressive partitions of a convent, Alice Perrers refused to take the veil, confident larger future awaited her. Ambitious and speedy witted, she rose above her imprecise beginnings to turn into the infamous mistress of Edward III. yet constantly, basically, she used to be alone...

Early in Alice’s existence, an opportunity assembly with royalty alterations every thing: Kindly Queen Philippa, deeply in love along with her husband yet gravely in poor health, chooses Alice as a lady-in-waiting. Under the queen’s watchful eye, Alice dares to talk her mind. She calls for to be taken seriously. She even flirts with the dynamic, a lot older king. But she is torn whilst her vivid spirit captures his interest...and leads her to a betrayal she by no means intended.

In Edward’s deepest chambers, Alice discovers the pleasures and paradoxes of her position. She is the queen’s confidante and the king’s lover, but she will depend merely on herself. It is a divided position she used to be destined to play, and she or he vows to play it until eventually the sour end. Even as she is swept up in Edward’s lavish and sumptuous courtroom, gathering wealth and impact for herself, changing into an enemy of his power-hungry son John of Gaunt, and a sparring associate to innovative diplomat William de Windsor, she anticipates the day while the political winds will flip opposed to her. For whilst her detractors voice their hatred,and accusations of treason swirl round her,threatening to break every little thing she has completed, who will stand through Alice then?

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