DAUGHTER OF EGYPT from the reigning Rani of women in historical fiction

DAUGHTER OF EGYPT
MARIE BENEDICT
St. Martin's Press (non-affiliate Bookshop.org link)
$14.99 ebook, available now

Rating: 4* of five

The Publisher Says: New York Times bestselling author Marie Benedict, returns with a sweeping tale of a young woman who unearths the truth about a forgotten Pharaoh—rewriting both of their legacies forever.

In the 1920s, archeologist Howard Carter and Lord Carnarvon of Highclere Castle made headlines around the world with the discovery of the treasure-filled tomb of the boy Pharaoh Tutankhamun. But behind it all stood Lady Evelyn Herbert—daughter of Lord Carnarvon—whose daring spirit and relentless curiosity made the momentous find possible.

Nearly 3,000 years earlier, another woman defied the expectations of her time: Hatshepsut, Egypt’s lost pharaoh. Her reign was bold, visionary—and nearly erased from history.

When Evelyn becomes obsessed with finding Hatshepsut’s secret tomb, she risks everything to uncover the truth about her reign and keep valued artifacts in Egypt, their rightful home. But as danger closes in and political tensions rise, she must make an impossible choice: protect her father’s legacy—or forge her own.

Propelled by high adventure and deadly intrigue, Daughter of Egypt is the story of two ambitious women who lived centuries apart. Both were forced to hide who they were during their lifetimes, yet ultimately changed history forever.

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My Review: I like this sentence as a statement of purpose for this story:

I've been a student of Hatshepsut since the day Mr.Carter entered my world. The narrative of her existence is one I've been constructing as long as I can remember. The nature of her life and the manner in which her successors were positively determined to erase her from history is a puzzle I'm determined to solve myself.

Based on the few extant facts of two erased women's lives, intertwined in a way I found very compelling, this novel of erasure is so infuriating I want to chew nails to relieve my frustration. How many women, strong, intelligent, and capable, have suffered this fate without the unique concatenation of societal circumstances that preserved the barest bits and patches of their life like these two?

It doesn't do to dwell on it. I'm prone to rumination as it is.

I found the story of these two flinty women very involving. Their shared unwillingness to make themselves small enough to be unthreatening to the men around them truly inspired me to look more deeply into their factual lives. Historical fiction often does the opposite for me, leaving me more or less as informed as I ever want to be; these lives were sufficiently powerfully rendered that I wanted still more. There is not any evidence of Lady Evelyn doing any discovering, but she was clearly deeply intrigued and passionately invested in her father's and Howard Carter's discoveries in Egypt.

I was not entirely delighted by the, to my way of thinking, cursory nods at the deeply contentious subject of Empire and imperialism more generally. After all, Hatshepsut's own imperial project draws a distinct parallel to England's commercially motivated one. I know asking for more is asking for Author Benedict to choose to write *my* preferred story not her own, so I'm not holding that against the rating.

I felt this was a four-star read mostly because I found the ending a bit contrived for my taste. I do not think it is an ending that flows naturally from the two intertwined stories preceding it; more it was the set-piece everything on the way was going to support. It didn't ruin my pleasure in the read, but it did tarnish that pleasure just a bit to feel I was being pandered to when, until then, I was being lured along with strong storytelling.

Liking for ancient Egypt as a storytelling venue will go a long way towards wrapping you into the tale. It's not perfect but nothing is, and it's far more perfected than the lives these women were left with by the patriarchy of their times. Our times ain't great, but things have been worse.