![]() ![]() A jug of resh water flipped upside down released a flood of silken scarves. He transformed gold coins into smoke and yellow smoke back into gold. Indeed, he turned out to be quite the conjurer. Like this, talking about the Florentine stranger: Salman Rushdie and his love affair with words make me smile, because although I am not brilliant with them like he is, I too have great love for The Words. I read Midnight’s Children out of a sense of obligation, and I was surprised at how fun and playful it was, even when it was dark. There are so many reasons that I loved this book. It’s a bold claim, but the stranger is a bold man and in the days that follow, he entrances Akbar with the story of three Italian friends (including Machiavelli because, you know, it’s Salman Rushdie, and why not?), and the parts they played in the tale of the stranger’s purported mother, the “hidden princess” Qara Koz. He claims that he is Akbar’s uncle (ish), the son of a great-aunt Akbar never knew existed. The Enchantress of Florence is all about a Florentine stranger who comes to the court of Mughal emperor Akbar the Great (heehee, get it?) with a story to tell. ![]()
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