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480 pages, Hardcover
First published September 13, 2022
Life is too short, and love is too long.
“Camilla, we did it right, didn’t we?” Palamedes said. “We had something very nearly perfect … the perfect friendship, the perfect love. I cannot imagine reaching the end of this life and having any regrets, so long as I had been allowed to experience being your adept.”
“Nona, sorry, but hold on,” said Palamedes. “This isn’t making as much sense as I’d like it to, and we’re short on time.”
“[…] But what we know is that we don’t know anything, okay? I want you lot to make that your motto. What we know is that we don’t know anything.” Nona quite liked this motto. It was an accurate summary of her entire life.”
“Yes, congratulations,” said the Prince sarcastically. “No, babycakes, I didn’t fool you. Who is this literal goddamn infant? Can someone give her like a rusk or something and shut her up?”
“And so Nona lived with Camilla, Palamedes, and Pyrrha, on the thirtieth floor of a building where nearly everyone was unhappy, in a city where nearly everyone was unhappy, on a world where everyone said that you could outrun the zombies, but not forever.”
“Camilla, we did it right, didn’t we?” Palamedes said, and now Nona knew he wasn’t speaking to anyone else in the universe. “We had something very nearly perfect … the perfect friendship, the perfect love. I cannot imagine reaching the end of this life and having any regrets, so long as I had been allowed to experience being your adept.”
“This is for saying boobs, and for being boobs yourselves.”
“Prince Ianthe Naberius. Can you not fucking smoke in here?”
“It’s a filthy habit. I didn’t think you cared though.”
“I don’t, but there’s like a million smoke detectors.”
“Classic Blood of Eden move. Fucking insane, surprisingly effective, relies on a lot of soldiers pissing in a lot of fucking bottles.”