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1535. À l'ombre des Tudors, grandir demande une prudence de tous les instants. Nommé secrétaire d'Henri VIII en reconnaissance de ses manœuvres, Thomas Cromwell touche enfin le pouvoir du doigt. Après le scandaleux divorce royal et le schisme qui en a découlé, l'Angleterre vit pourtant des heures troublées. Jamais le royaume n'a été plus menacé, les intrigues de cour plus venimeuses, le roi plus insatiable. Les têtes ne tiennent plus qu'à un fil. À commencer par celle d'Anne Boleyn, reine en disgrâce prise à son propre piège... " Hilary Mantel entre sur la scène littéraire par la grande porte avec Le Conseiller, formidable trilogie ancrée dans l'Angleterre des Tudors. " LiRE " La sage de Hilary Mantel est d'une noble étoffe, légère et solide, admirablement servie par la traduction de Fabrice Pointeau. " Libération

Shortlisted for The Women's Prize for Fiction 2020, this long-awaited sequel concludes Hilary Mantel's acclaimed trilogy. Set in England, May 1536, the narrative opens with the swift execution of Anne Boleyn, while Thomas Cromwell, the blacksmith's son, navigates the treacherous waters of power. As he enjoys breakfast with the victors, Cromwell's ascent continues amidst a backdrop of rebellion, treachery, and the looming threat of invasion that tests Henry VIII's regime. Lacking family support or a private army, Cromwell relies solely on his wits to envision a new future for the nation. The story poses profound questions about the past's grip on the present, as the Spanish ambassador warns Cromwell of the inevitable betrayal that awaits those close to the king. Mantel masterfully captures the final years of Cromwell's life, portraying the fierce struggle between the aspirations of a common man and the royal desires that shape the nation. This concluding volume offers a rich exploration of ambition, conflict, and the complexities of identity, bringing to life the tumultuous era of Tudor England with depth and insight.

When Frances Shore moves to Saudi Arabia, she settles in a nondescript sublet, sure that common sense and an open mind will serve her well with her Muslim neighbors. But in the dim, airless flat, Frances spends lonely days writing in her diary, hearing the sounds of sobs through the pipes from the floor above, and seeing the flitting shadows of men on the stairwell. It's all in her imagination, she's told by her neighbors; the upstairs flat is empty, no one uses the roof. But Frances knows otherwise, and day by day, her sense of foreboding grows even as her sense of herself begins to disintegrate.