King of Kings by Wilbur Smith (Ballantyne #6)
English | 2019 | Histo Fiction | ePUB | 743 KB
King of Kings:An epic story of love, betrayal, courage and war that brings together two of Wilbur Smith’s greatest families in this long-awaited sequel to his worldwide bestseller, The Triumph of the Sun.
Cairo, 1888. A beautiful September day. Penrod Ballantyne and his fiancee, Amber Benbrook, stroll hand in hand. The future is theirs for the taking.
But when Penrod’s jealous former lover, Lady Agatha, plants doubt about his character, Amber leaves him and travels to the wilds of Abyssinia with her twin sister, Saffron, and her adventurer husband, Ryder Courtney. On a mission to establish a silver mine, they make the dangerous journey to the new capital of Addis Ababa, where they are welcomed by Menelik, the King of Kings. But Italy has designs on Abyssinia, and there are rumours of a plan to invade…
Back in Cairo, a devastated Penrod seeks oblivion in the city’s opium dens. When he is rescued by his old friend, Lorenzo De Fonseca, now in the Italian army, and offered the chance to assess the situation around the Abyssinian border, Penrod leaps at the chance of action.
With storm clouds gathering, and on opposing sides of the invasion, can Penrod and Amber find their way back to one another – against all the odds?
“That’s you put in your place, Burnett!” the woman said, holding out her hand to Amber. “My dear, I am Lady Agatha Woodforde and I am so delighted to meet you. I am a very old friend of Major Ballantyne’s, you know. Do let me treat you to some tea while he is out chasing criminals.”
Amber thought rather longingly of her suite of rooms at Shepheard’s Hotel. She wanted to change out of these horrible boots.
“I want to hear everything about your romance, my dear,” Lady Agatha continued smoothly, “and I shall tell you all the dramatic details of Major Ballantyne’s former service.”
Amber remembered when she had seen her before. On occasion, when Amber had walked by a group of ladies and gentlemen on the club grounds, she had felt their gaze on her, then heard a burst of laughter just after she had passed. It had made her uncomfortable, exposed. More than once she had turned back and seen Lady Agatha at the center of the group, watching her. Though now she seemed friendly enough.
“Do join me! Though it is too bad of Penrod to dash off and leave you like that for the sake of a pocket watch.”