“Snow crunched under the feet of three cloaked figures – a queen, her lady, and a gravedigger – as they hurried along a moonlit path in Windsor Castle's lower ward. The gravedigger pushed a cart that held a slab of… — Barbara Kyle Copy Share Image
“The priests will sell indulgence letters for fornication, for the breaking of vows, for shunning confession, for ignoring fasts, and, of course, for rescuing… — Barbara Kyle Copy Share Image
“Isabel Valverde was coming home. The brief, terrible letter from her brother had brought her across five thousand miles of ocean, from the New… — Barbara Kyle Copy Share Image
“I am here to tell you that the Pope has no power to loose souls from purgatory because there is no purgatory. I am… — Barbara Kyle Copy Share Image
“Alana Marks had always known she was different. From her gypsy childhood, to the way she now made her living in the movies, she'd… — Barbara Kyle Copy Share Image
“No. I tell you, it is Holy Church which instructs Christians how to live, not the Bible. Christians could be pure in their faith… — Barbara Kyle Copy Share Image
“Fenella Doorn watched the unfamiliar wreck of a ship ghosting into her bay. Crippled by cannon fire, she thought. What else could do such… — Barbara Kyle Copy Share Image
“The night of the fireworks changed the course of many lives in England, though no one suspected the dark future as hundreds of courtiers… — Barbara Kyle Copy Share Image
“Snow crunched under the feet of three cloaked figures – a queen, her lady, and a gravedigger – as they hurried along a moonlit… — Barbara Kyle Copy Share Image
