I’ve long been a fan of Ms. Moore. Her books are both swoon and sigh worthy while also being well researched and impeccably written.
This time she weaves her descriptions of India so seamlessly that you’d almost believe you were there walking in Helen’s shoes or Michael’s boot. The development of the individual characters coupled with the growing romance makes you want to savor every word, every page, to make the tale last as long as possible. There is beauty and ugliness found in India, as there are in all nations of the world. Helen’s reactions to them and the choices she makes in response are what set her apart from so many other heroines. By the end, you’ll hope you can see your own life through Helen’s eyes, but more especially with her generous heart.
Spring 1813 --The exotic splendors of India are legendary, and the colorful sights of her new home in Calcutta immediately captivate eighteen-year-old Lady Helen Poulter. Whereas many of her fellow British expatriates despise the culture they see as barbaric, Helen sees excitement in the unusual locale. It is in this vibrant, bustling city that she finds a kindred soul in Captain Michael Rhodes, an Englishman whose lifelong love of India runs deep. Their friendship quickly grows, yet despite their undeniable connection, she could never think of Captain Rhodes as more than a dear friend. Her love, in truth, has been captured by dashing British Lieutenant Arthur Bancroft. This handsome soldier represents the embodiment of all she’s dreamed of in a husband. Preoccupied by her growing affections, Helen never dreams that beneath the glamor of the city, hostilities are reaching a boiling point. When battle ultimately threatens both of the men in her life, she must make a choice: pursue the man who symbolizes her British past, or let herself love a man who promises an unknown future in the land she loves. But amid the casualties of war, will her declaration of love come too late?