The Last Emperox (The Interdependency, #3)

by John Scalzi

To the women who are done with other people’s shit

Now this is a dedication

Jamies looked wistfully at his book for a moment, and Ghreni followed his gaze to the somewhat tattered hardcover with the title of The Count of Monte Cristo. Ghreni assumed it was a historical biography and wondered idly what system Monte Cristo was in.

“Maybe you should just get a therapist.” “I don’t need a therapist.” “I’d get a second opinion on that if I were you.”

“It’s the end of civilization as we know it. And it’s going to be great for business.”

She was just a speck of animated carbon that would be eternally inanimate soon enough, so might as well go ahead and have another muffin, or lay that cute redhead, or whatever.

Even Nadashe had a ship name, for what good it would do in anonymizing the former fiancée of the crown prince of the Interdependency, who also happened to be the current Imperial Enemy Number One. Rules are rules, Robinette said, and dubbed her “Karen.”

too topical, John

The two of them were on Chenevert’s ship, the Auvergne, Marce because he had come to value the friendship with Chenevert that had been formed in duress, and Chenevert because in a sense he was the Auvergne, and it was the place he could best apparate and exist.

I didn’t think apparate was a word outside of Harry Potter?

Marce shook their head.

Is Marce not a “he”?

Twenty minutes receiving an update from a Commander Wen, Admiral Hurnen’s aide-de-camp, about the status of the End Armada, as Grayland had taken to thinking of it in her head, although she was led to understand it would actually be a “task force,” which Grayland did not feel sounded as awesome.

“Because some choices you make, you can’t come back from,”

“Apparently I am history’s worst monster,” Cardenia said to her father. “Statistically speaking this seems unlikely,” Attavio VI said.

“She said that we could all fuck ourselves with a rented dick. The same rented dick.”

Incredible insult

To facilitate your jailbreak, the oxygen in this room was temporarily removed, the tablet said. Don’t worry, these guards are probably fine!

😆

The last emperox stepped up to the chancel of the cathedral, where Nadashe Nohamapetan now stood, and stopped directly in front of her. “Bitch, you’re in my spot,” said Kiva Lagos.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSS