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Blameless by Gail Carriger is the third of the Parasol Protectorate series. Alexia has fled her husband and is no longer in B.U.R's employ. All of this trouble because she's pregnant and that's not supposed to be possible because her husband is a werewolf.
So rather having another delicious romp through the British Isles, tracking down supernatural mysteries, I was stuck tagging along as Alexia and company flee first to France and then to Italy — only to end up in the hands of the Knights Templar (YAWN). Although the Templars were more interesting than they are usually portrayed, they are still on my list of incredibly boring plot points.
Meanwhile back home, Lord Maccon, spends his time in a drunk rage. Rant, rant, drink, drink, howl, howl. It's a werewolf pity party all around. I just couldn't get behind Maccon's temper tantrum. Sure he's a temperamental cuss, but he has until now seemed more liberally minded — and trusting.
Pushed aside in all of this forced Victorian ANGST fest is a genuinely interesting plot thread — the vampire hives putting a price on Alexia's head. Furthermore, her best buddy among the vampires has gone rogue and his favorite pet has been kidnapped. Basically — all hell is about to break loose back in England — and we're stuck in Italy with a bunch of Templars.
If I didn't already own books four and five, and if my husband hadn't already finished the series, and squeed all the way through the last two, I would have stopped reading here. That said, I will be starting up book four soon.