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Phantom Tree

Phantom Tree

By: Cornick, Nicola
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Phantom Tree

Phantom Tree

Regular price £12.34
Sale price £12.34 Regular price
‘There is much to enjoy in a sumptuous novel that slips between present day and 1557.’ Sunday Mirror“My name is Mary Seymour and I am the daughter of one queen and the niece of another.”Browsing antiques shops in Wiltshire, Alison Bannister stumbles across a delicate old portrait – supposedly of Anne Boleyn. Except Alison knows better… The woman is Mary Seymour, the daughter of Katherine Parr who was taken to Wolf Hall in 1557 as an unwanted orphan and presumed dead after going missing as a child.The painting is more than just a beautiful object from Alison’s past – it holds the key to her future, unlocking the mystery surrounding Mary’s disappearance, and the enigma of Alison’s son.But Alison’s quest soon takes a dark and foreboding turn, as a meeting place called the Phantom Tree harbours secrets in its shadows…*************************************************************Readers love Nicola Cornick:‘Alluring and hypnotising… I was hooked from page one.’‘A haunting and mesmerising story.’‘Atmospheric and filled with tension and danger.’‘Full of dark twists and spooky turns. Brilliantly written, unguessable and page-turning.’‘Spellbinding, with a narrative that left me bewitched. Not to be missed!’‘A fabulous read. I was completely enthralled, and kept guessing throughout.’