Sorcery. Treason. Madness. And, of course, murder most foul...
A shattering accident places Archibald Clare, mentath in the
service of Britannia, in the care of Emma Bannon, sorceress
Prime. Clare needs a measure of calm to repair his faculties
of Logic and Reason. Without them, he is not his best. At all.
Unfortunately, calm and rest will not be found. There is a
killer hiding in the sorcerous steam-hells of Londinium,
murdering poor women of a certain reputation. A handful of
frails murdered on cold autumn nights would make no
difference...but the killings echo in the highest circles,
and threaten to bring the Empire down in smoking ruins.
Once more Emma Bannon is pressed into service; once more
Archibald Clare is determined to aid her. The secrets
between these two old friends may give an ambitious sorcerer
the means to bring down the Crown. And there is still no way
to reliably find a hansom when one needs it most.