In 1792, the assassination of Swedish monarch Gustav III, a.k.a the Theatre King, was followed by the plotting and scheming usually caused by the sudden demise of a ruler and an heir too young to reign.
Laestadius's novel (number two in a trilogy) follows three women, two at court and one among the lesser people = New Social History galore.
The Enlightenment is a sadly under-used period in literature, it seems to me.
At any rate, it is definitely not my personal favourite, though that may well be due to a lack of taste in all that hideous rococo furniture, patronizing literature and art of the period.
And yet, this was an interesting read; the French revolutionary ideas made their way up north, and wreaked havoc in the void brought about be the King's death.
Laestadius is a devoted feminist, bless her, which certainly does the book no harm.
She is also a hardworking journalist, and as such has conducted some painstaking research before writing.
As a bonus, her writing style is more elegant and less straight to the point than most journalists'.
Good one, though no Nobel Prize material.