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I have been to Mysore and Srirangapatnam a couple of times and have read quite a lot about Tipu Sultan and the history of his many and varied conflicts. Hence, the moment I heard that the protagonist of this story was a toy maker, I knew exactly where the story was going to go.

BUT, I was wrong. There was so much more to this book than 'poor young boy makes political automaton'. Lots more. I would even dare to say that the story only really gets going once it leaves India and Abbas and Jehanne go in search of the Tiger and attempt to get it back.

Did I believe the story? Not so much. Too many things seemed to slot neatly together to have any great sense of realism, but I enjoyed it none the less. It was certainly a lot more readable than some of the more academic books I have on Tipu.

Thanks to the publishers and Netgalley for my copy.