Incipit: When I saw the girl coming up the stairs I thought that running was too dressed. It was late summer and Rome sizzled in hot oil like a pancake.
Thus begins the first adventure investigator Marco Didio Falco, a Republican in Rome of Vespasian.
In the midst of a summer day Falco stumbles upon a noble maiden flight in two shady characters and decides to help her. These Impersonator Camillino nephew of Senator Decimus Camillus True.
Without even imagine what was going to encounter trying to rescue the girl, Falco finds himself embroiled in a traffic of silver ingots that will lead up to Britain to investigate and, in this juncture, he discovers a plot against the Emperor Vespasian. In
knowledge Britannia will Camillino Impersonator's cousin, Helena Justina, a woman often sullen and resentful towards our hero, but justified by a very hard past opposite Actium Pertinax, her former husband, to which was tied by a marriage desired by the family.
The best thing about this novel is its characters, I loved Falco and Helena, they made me smile and move. A very beautiful story, told in a deep way and at the same time ironic and cool. A very well thought-yellow surrounded a thorough historical reconstruction and a wonderful and realistic love story.
In fact there are other interesting characters like Falco's mother or his friend Petronius. In short, is one of those novels where truly come to know the "players" both physically and in the deep you seem to like being next to them on the streets of ancient Rome and see the houses and markets, the taverns and campaigns.
beginning of the book are also interesting maps, one showing the configuration of Europe at the next portrays the Roman Empire and the third is a kind of magnifying glass bet on the Roman Forum. Thanks to Marica
to push me to read it.
to push me to read it.
Highly recommended!
Excerpts .
• I believe to be a relative of almost all the inhabitants of the area that runs from the Tiber to Door Ardeatina. I also a mother of course, but I try not to think about.
• The wives of senators are divided, in my opinion, in three categories: those who go to bed with the senators, but not the same with which they are married, those who go in bed with the gladiators, some, few, who are at home.
• Many slaves were holed up in huts pretending to be sick, some so convincingly that they stopped pretending and died.
• In fact, I hated all my sisters' husbands, and was one of the reasons why I hated family reunions. Behave formally with civil idiots and ne'er-do was not exactly my idea of \u200b\u200bholiday.
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