Despite a potentially fascinating subject, Virgin promises a good deal more than it ever manages to deliver. Some of the most dramatic figures in English history are depressingly reduced to ciphers straight out of the Historical Romance Sourcebook - the Loyal Retainer, the Bawdy Devoted Nurse, the equally devoted Gallant Young Boy, the Scheming Evil Power-Hungry Bastard. Even Elizabeth herself - not to mention the situations in which the author places her, particularly toward the end - is ultimately inconsistent. Neither characters nor plot are ever given quite enough complexity to ring true, & at best sit incongrously with established historical fact, at worst completely contradict it.
Which is a damn shame, because the book as a whole is definitely entertaining (even if all too frequently as a game of Spot the Cliche), reasonably absorbing, with an interesting premise - it's just unfortunate that promising ideas are never developed enough to approach believability. Even the atmosphere of the Tudor Court is never quite there. Music & Silence this ain't.