The title of this book made me curious. Isn’t it The Count of Monte Cristo?
I haven’t read that book, though, as my eyelids have a little patience with classic books. However, I made sure to see the film version of it, so as not to miss the touch of magnificence brought about by the works of the famous Alexandre Dumas. A painful tale of betrayal and revenge, it was indeed, one of the masterpieces known in the history of literature.
And so I thought, The Sultan of Monte Cristo will just be the same, maybe a retelling of The Count of Monte Cristo in a Islamic fashion (since it said Sultan). How I was ever wrong?! Thing is, Edmond Dantes – the real one, resurrected in this book. The young, vibrant hero of Dumas’ book once again resurfaced, opening the doors of love towards Haydee, his freed slave, and his first love, Mercedes. Gone was the vengeful count, replaced by the more compassionate Dantes. I even thought that he would make Raymee his third wife, when he agreed to save her from an unwanted betrothal.
The book is a quick read and entertaining, and I was grateful for the fact that it wasn’t written in old English. Although, I couldn’t say much about the ending, because it clearly has a sequel. There are a lot of things that was kept hanging in this novel, I must say. I was left wondering about Dantes’ genealogy. Did that mean that he is Mary Magdalene‘s descent? Who was his forefather? I’m not sure if this is going to be another Dan Brown mania, but I’m excited to see if it is. I would read the book if only to be able to criticize it (ha!) But then, this is definitely a welcoming change to my usual genre of books.
Rating: 3 out of 5 stars. I liked it.
Would I read the sequel? Definitely.