Sarah Raughley’s The Queen’s Spade hit me on a deeply personal level. As a kid, learning about Princess Sarah was mind-blowing, a Nigerian princess, taken in by British royalty? It fascinated me. But it wasn’t until reading this book that I truly grasped the full scope of the horrors behind that story. The British monarchy wasn’t just offering her a life of privilege; they were using her as a symbol, a “civilized” Black girl to parade around---a walking contradiction to their own racist beliefs. This book lays bare the brutal realities of colonialism, the suffocating imposition of these so-called British ideals.
Despite its fictional aspects, The Queen’s Spade feels almost painfully real. The research, the historical weight. it’s all there, and it makes the story so raw. I felt every bit of anger and pain radiating through the pages. And honestly, I wish we had more books that embrace pure Black feminine rage the way this one does. Sally’s sharp wit, her cunning, her relentless defiance--I laughed every time she called these people fools (which was often, and deserved).
And let’s talk about the sprinkles of romance, because yes, it’s there, and it’s good. Sally’s dynamic with Rui, the crime lord who becomes her partner in crime, is full of tension, sharp banter, and undeniably sexy chemistry. Their moments together, even the softer ones, were such a great contrast to the darker themes of the story.
This book is powerful. It balances so many elements---historical fiction, political intrigue, revenge, wit, romance and does it flawlessly. It’s a story that lingers, one that will make you feel, think, and seethe. Raughley absolutely delivered, and I can’t recommend it enough.
Sidenote: I would kill to see her write a fantasy novel!!!