About Barbara Kyle
Barbara Kyle is the author of the Tudor-era “Thornleigh” series of novels, which have been published internationally: The Queen’s Captive, The Queen’s Lady, and The King’s Daughter, praised by Publishers Weekly as “a complex and fast-paced plot, mixing history with vibrant characters.” Her new novel, The Queen’s Gamble, will be released on 30 August 2011.
Barbara previously won acclaim for her contemporary novels under pen name ‘Stephen Kyle’, including Beyond Recall (a Literary Guild Selection), After Shock and The Experiment. Over 400,000 copies of her books have been sold.
Barbara has taught courses for writers at the University of Toronto School of Continuing Studies, and is known for her dynamic workshops for many writers organizations. Her popular series of video workshops “Writing Fiction That Sells” is available through her website. Before becoming an author, Barbara enjoyed a twenty-year acting career in television, film, and stage productions in Canada and the U.S.
About The Queen’s Gamble
Young Queen Elizabeth I’s path to the throne has been a perilous one, and already she faces a dangerous crisis. French troops have landed in Scotland to quell a rebel Protestant army, and Elizabeth fears that once they are entrenched on the border, they will invade England.
Isabel Thornleigh has returned to London from the New World with her Spanish husband, Carlos Valverde, and their young son. Ever the queen’s loyal servant, Isabel is recruited to smuggle money to the Scottish rebels. Yet Elizabeth’s trust only goes so far—Isabel’s son will be the queen’s pampered hostage until she completes her mission. Matters grow worse when Isabel’s husband is engaged as military advisor to the French, putting the couple on opposite sides in a deadly cold war.
Set against a lush, vibrant backdrop peopled with unforgettable characters and historical figures, The Queen’s Gamble is a story of courage, greed, passion, and the high price of loyalty…
Read an Excerpt
Isabel Valverde was coming home. The brief, terrible letter from her brother had brought her across five thousand miles of ocean, from the New World to the Old, and during the long voyage she thought she had prepared herself for the worst. But now that London lay just beyond the next bend of the River Thames, she dreaded what awaited her.
The not knowing – that was the hardest. Would she find her mother still a prisoner awaiting execution? Horrifying though that was, Isabel could at least hope to see her one last time. Or had her mother already been hanged?
The ship was Spanish, the San Juan Bautista, the cabin snug and warm, its elegant teak paneling a cocoon that almost muffled the brutal beat of England’s winter rain on the deck above. Isabel stood by the berth, buttoning her cloak, steeling herself. The captain had said they were less than an hour from London’s customs wharf and she would soon have to prepare to disembark.
Everything was packed; three trunks sat waiting by the open door, and behind her she could hear her servant, sixteen-year-old Pedro, closing the lid of the fourth and last one. She listened to the rain’s faint drumbeat, knowing that she heard it in a way the Spanish passengers could not – heard it as a call, connecting her to her past, to her family’s roots. The Spaniards would not understand. England meant nothing to them other than a market for their goods, and she had to admit it was a backward place compared to the magnificence of their empire.
The gold and silver of the New World flowed back to the Old like a river with the treasure fleets that sailed twice a year from Peru and Mexico, making Philip of Spain the richest and most powerful monarch in Europe. Isabel felt the tug of both worlds, for a part of her lived in each, her young self in the Old, her adult self in the New. She had left England at twenty with her Spanish husband and almost nothing else, but he had done well in Peru, and after five years among its wealthy Spaniards, Isabel was one of them.
Money, she thought. It’s how the world turns. Can it turn Mother’s fate? She had clung to that hope for the voyage, and now, listening to the English rain, she was seized by a panicky need to have the gold in her hands. She heard her servant clicking a key into the lock of the last trunk.
She whirled around. “Pedro, my gold,” she said. She grabbed his arm to stop him turning the key. “Where is it?”
He looked at her, puzzled. “Señora?”
“The gold I set aside. In the blue leather pouch.” She snatched the ring of keys from him and unlocked the trunk. She rummaged among her gowns, searching for the pouch. The soft silks and velvets slid through her hands. She dug down into the layers of linen smocks and stockings and night-dresses. No pouch.
Abandoning the rucked-up clothes, she unlocked another trunk and pawed through her husband’s things, his doublets and breeches and capes and boots. The pouch was not here either.
“Open that one,” she said, tossing the keys to Pedro. “We have to find it.”
She went to the brocade satchel that lay at the foot of the berth and flipped its clasps and dug inside.
“Señora, it’s not in there. Just papers.”
“Look for it!” she ordered.
He flinched at her tone, and she felt like a tyrant. Not for the first time. He was a Peruvian with the small build of his Indian people which made him look more like a child than a lad of sixteen. He had the placid nature of his people, too, and a deference to authority that had been bred into his ancestors by the rigid Inca culture. When the Spaniards had invaded thirty years ago they had exploited that deference, easily making the Indians their slaves and themselves rich. Isabel hated slavery. Pedro was her servant, but a free person nonetheless. English justice said so. But his docile ways sometimes sparked her impatience, goading her to take the tone of his Spanish overlords, and when she did so she hated herself.
“Take out everything,” she told him, less sharply. “Look at the bottom.”
“Si, Señora,” he said, obeying. His native tongue was Quechua. Isabel’s was English. Neither of them knew the other’s language. They spoke in Spanish.
Read the Reviews!
“Unfurls a complex and fast-paced plot, mixing history with vibrant characters.”
–Publishers Weekly on The King’s Daughter
“Kyle is adept at layering her tale with colorful descriptions, accurate details and exciting twists within a fast-paced plot designed to keep readers’ attention.”
–Romantic Times on The Queen’s Captive
“Riveting, heady, glorious, inspired.”
–Susan Wiggs on The Queen’s Lady
“Action-packed adventure that expertly blends fiction with history.”
–Publishers Weekly on The Queen’s Gamble “Beyond Her Book” blog
The Queen’s Gamble Tour Schedule
Monday, September 5th
Guest blogging at Lori’s Reading Corner
Tuesday, September 6th
Book reviewed at Reviews by Molly
Wednesday, September 7th
Interviewed at The Hot Author Report
Thursday, September 8th
Book spotlighted at Books, Products and More!
Friday, September 9th
Book reviewed at Broken Teepee
Monday, September 12th
Book reviewed at By the Book
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Tuesday, September 13th
Book reviewed at Sharon’s Garden of Book Reviews
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Wednesday, September 14th
Book reviewed at Always with A Book
Thursday, September 15th
Interviewed at Pump Up Your Book!
Friday, September 16th
Book reviewed at Cheryl’s Book Nook
Monday, September 19th
Interviewed at Paperback Writer
Tuesday, September 20th
Book reviewed at The Muse in the Fog Book Review
Wednesday, September 21st
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Thursday, September 22nd
Guest blogging at Literal Exposure
Friday, September 23rd
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Monday, September 26th
Book reviewed at Passages to the Past
Tuesday, September 27th
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Wednesday, September 28th
Guest blogging at Literarily Speaking
Thursday, September 29th
Book reviewed at The Book Connection
Friday, September 30th
Book reviewed at Life in Review
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