To his own people, he was a traitor with a red man's body and a white man's soul....
To the British aristocrats, he was a noble savage who dared to live - and love - as one of their own....
To society's beauties, he was an exotic experience, a prize to be won....
He was Squanto, the last prince of the Patuxets, the man who would stand on Plymouth Rock to greet his white brothers. He was a force of nature: proud, untamed, and untameable. Destiny would carry him across alien continents, to slavery on the high seas, to salvation in a Spanish monastery, and to a forbidden love - a love that would burn beyond life into legend.
Royal Savage by Selwyn Anne Grames (1980) is a fascinating story of the life of Squanto, the Native American who’s an iconic figure in the history of our celebration of Thanksgiving Day. 🦃🍽🥧
🍁 Squanto actually did live in England for about 15 years… in this HR he falls in love twice, first with the daughter of the family who took him in, Hester… who was the love of his life. Then later he marries Purity, a sea captain’s daughter, and has a daughter with her. There’s tragedy, drama plus sizzling romance, and an unusual and heartwarming HEA.
🍁 Overall, I thought the book was a creative way to tell the story of Squanto, the sailing of the Mayflower in 1620, and the establishment of Plymouth. In case you’re wondering… yes, Squanto shows the Pilgrims how to plant corn and fertilize with fish. 🌽🐟
🍁 The author added a preface with historical facts, and how she developed this fictional story of Squanto. Many of the people in the book actually existed tho the family in England was created by the author. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️