In 1795 London, two mysteries converge. A silent boy appears among French emigres, recognized by one sharp-eyed young woman as the lost Dauphin of France, the child king presumed dead. But the novel's true puzzle is Lazarre Williams: raised among Native Americans, scarred in body and spirit, yet thrust into a world of European nobility that sees only its own expectations when they look at him. As the French Revolution's upheaval still reverberates, Lazarre must navigate between cultures that each claim him and none fully accept him. Catherwood writes with startling empathy about identity so fluid it becomes almost unbearable. This is historical fiction that understands how dangerous it is to be caught between worlds, how the question of who you truly are can feel like a wound that will not heal. For readers who crave literary fiction that explores the costs of belonging everywhere and nowhere.
