My Lady Jane by Cynthia Hand, Jodi Meadows, Brodi Ashton

My Lady Jane (Lady Janies, #1)

by Cynthia Hand, Jodi Meadows, and Brodi Ashton

Edward is the King of England. He's also dying, which is inconvenient, as he's only sixteen and he'd rather be planning his first kiss than who will inherit his crown. Jane, Edward's cousin, is far more interested in books than romance. Unfortunately, Edward has arranged to marry her off to Gifford secure the line of succession. And Gifford is, well, a horse. That is, he an EĆ°ian (eth-y-un, for the uninitiated) who becomes a chestnut steed every morning, but wakes as a man at dusk, with a mouthful of hay. Very undignified. The plot thickens as the three are drawn into a dangerous conspiracy, and have to engage in some conspiring of their own. But can they pull off their plan before it's off with their heads?

Reviewed by Katie King on

4 of 5 stars

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I was intrigued by My Lady Jane when it first came out. Of course it has a pretty cover, but the plot grasped me as well. When I got a copy in the monthly subscription box Owlcrate, I immediately dove in.

I didn't know the story of Jane Grey, but I feel as though I have a better picture of it now. I like that this book taught me a but of real history. And being that I watch Reign, the TV show about Mary Queen of Scots, I could also link some of that to the book. It gave the plot some sense of historical legitimacy.

Beyond historical legitimacy, the book also doesn't take itself too seriously. Dialogue and narration were often interspersed with modern language and commentary from the authors. This struck a nice balance between being too historical (and possibly boring) and too contemporary (and generic, imo).

The other pieces of the book - characters, romance, etc - were all a smashing hit. I loved it. But the one drawback here is pacing.

I felt as though we moved glacially through the first 300 pages (which is fine), but then the last 190 pages covered several days. We were in France for a short bit, we snuck into the tower for a short bit, we confronted Mary for a short bit. It's as though the authors wrote the book how they wanted, initially, but then saw they were running out of pages so they jammed everything else into it. It's very disjointed, and maybe representative of how authoring duties were divided?

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