Spoilerage for previous books, BEWARE!From Goodreads:
Quitting her husband's house and moving back in with her horrible family, Lady Maccon becomes the scandal of the London season.
Queen Victoria dismisses her from the Shadow Council, and the only person who can explain anything, Lord Akeldama, unexpectedly leaves town. To top it all off, Alexia is attacked by homicidal mechanical ladybugs, indicating, as only ladybugs can, the fact that all of London's vampires are now very much interested in seeing Alexia quite thoroughly dead.
While Lord Maccon elects to get progressively more inebriated and Professor Lyall desperately tries to hold the Woolsey werewolf pack together, Alexia flees England for Italy in search of the mysterious Templars. Only they know enough about the preternatural to explain her increasingly inconvenient condition, but they may be worse than the vampires -- and they're armed with pesto.
I will tell no lies, I may have fallen even deeper in love with Alexia in part due to her feelings for her little parasite. It was like gripping about early pregnancy with a good friend, of course, a good friend who was in trouble with Vampires, Templars and who carries a deadly parasol as a weapon, but you know, we both have morning sickness and whatnot.
Alexia poured herself a glass of barley water and took a piece of toast from the rack, no butter, trying to ignore the smoky smell of breakfast. It had once been her favourite meal; now it invariably curdled her stomach. So far, the infant-inconvenience- as she'd taken to thinking of it- was proving itself far more tiresome than one would have thought possible, considering it was years away from either speech or action.Oh, I used to love breakfast too Alexia! Sigh.
Once again Carriger has stolen the show. This time Alexia launches herself on a trek across Europe to find some kind of proof or explanation about how her apparently impossible child has come to be. She meets several new Scientists on a steep sliding scale of eccentric (truly, Mr.Lange-Wilsdorf and his constant referral to Alexia as "Female Specimen" killed me), gets taken hostage by a particularly zealous group of Italian Templars and is still trying not to be offed by the vampires (some things really never change).
Meanwhile, in London, an equally riveting mystery is devolving with Professor Lyall trying to figure out why Lord Akeldama's and all his dandy drones have disappeared, while simultaneously trying to nurse Lord Maccon back into sobriety, and look after the pack while his Alpha languishes. Just because Alexia isn't there doesn't mean they are no longer funny.
Everyone was grumpy- it was that time of the month.
Tehehe. Get it? Because they're werewolves. You know, full moon and all of that. Good one Carriager, high five.
Like usual the story is full of funny repartee, page turning intrigue and loads of discovery about the past, this time Alexia's father's past. Although the ending to Changeless was quite heartbreaking and the beginning of Blameless left me with an acute feeling of outrage on Alexia's behalf, Lady Maccon's personal brand of pragmatism takes over and in no time I was back into the swing of things. Though I would happily club Lord Maccon a little, you know, just to prove a point. However, Alexia seems to do a more than adequate job of it.
Another fantastic entry to the series, by now, if you're not reading along with me then I wash my hands of you.
Blameless, by Gail Carriger
Published by Orbit September 2010