Her frustrations are understandable, and the men in her life are equally supportive as well as manipulative, protective, and controlling. Maeve, like King Arthur, is based on threads of fact but mostly of mythical fiction. She’s determined to find solid ground to stand up for herself and her beliefs without angering her father, upsetting the land’s most powerful druid, and crushing the druid’s son, a healer and master with creatures. But Maeve is a princess in first-century Ireland, and an independent, headstrong young woman is one to be feared or beaten down with a stick. And it’s true she speaks her mind, in a witty, intelligent, and clever manner. Yes, she learned how to use weapons against threatening beasts. Sure, she was a daring five-year-old when she chased after her father’s prized bull. Maeve’s life is over-exaggerated - for better or worse - in bards’ songs. When she strikes up an unlikely friendship with the son of a visiting druid, Maeve faces a brutal decision between her loyalty to her family and to her own heart. In the court’s deadly game of intrigue, she uses her wits to keep her father’s friends and enemies close–but not too close. Yet Maeve is more than a prize to be won, and she’s determined to win the right to decide her own fate. But once he becomes the High King, powerful men begin to circle–it’s easy to love the girl who brings her husband a kingdom. And it’s her spirit and courage that make Maeve her father’s favorite daughter. Maeve, princess of Connacht, was born with her fists clenched. Publisher: Random House Books for Young Readers
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