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There are undoubtedly in this novel a pleasant writing shimmer, an exotic charm, interesting historical elements. But these apparent qualities are tempered by a histrionic tone, and I would say exhibitionist: in other words, absolute sincerity assignment (in style "Confessions" by Jean-Jacques Rousseau) but sounds wrong more than once, by profusion of details that would intimate and are only saucy; this eventually taint the whole, to the point that one wonders if the same historical color, which I had hailed the beginning, is authentic and is not there just to look pretty. You can stay away from this book, especially if we remember that life is short and there are thousands of unforgettable classics to discover and rediscover constantly ...