Gail Carriger is one of my favorite authors due to the immense pleasure I felt reading about Alexia Tarabotti and Conall Maccon in her Parasol Protectorate series. Steampunk romance never sounded so good! When I heard she had a new series set in the same universe, I was excited for the chance to hear more about my old lovelies after so long, and from the perspective of Alexia’s daughter to boot. Unfortunately, I had the same problem with this book as I did with Etiquette & Espionage: it’s sillier and not nearly as lovable and entertaining as Soulless and the entire Parasol Protectorate was. Even when my dearest creations from the original series showed up, I was disappointed with their portrayal and eventually just got sick of it. I really want to like all of these books Gail is writing, but I wish she would branch out from the formula of Victorian details and excessive vocabulary. It excelled in practice with Alexia, but continuously trying to recreate that excellence is fruitless. It’s time to try something new.