Memorial del Convento

There once was a king who made a promise to build a convent in Mafra. There once were the people who built that convent. There once was an unarmed soldier and a woman who had powers. There once was a love story without words of affection. There once was a priest who loved to fly and died insane. There once was a musician. There once was. The echoes that this fascinating novel leaves in the memory are many, but above all, its love story resonates like a flute in the middle of a grand orchestra.