I was dubious about the popularity of this book; I've been burned before by flat, laughably bad writing about the Tudors that masqueraded as Very Important Historical Fiction. But this book is well written--though it took me a little time to fall in step with the author's peculiar rhythm--and well-considered. I appreciated a Cromwell that one can sympathize with; a kingly, terrifying Henry that struggles believably with hurt and confusion; an Anne that's more like Henry than a queen may be; and a colorful (if a bit too numerous) supporting cast. I couldn't put it down; even though I already knew how it ended, I liked this version of why. And since I'm not quite ready to leave the world of this novel, I'm so glad there's an earlier one I can drink up until the third comes out.