In this conclusion to the Imperial Radch trilogy, Breq's efforts to bring universal justice to the Athoek system begin to unravel. 
 It's difficult to review a book (and series) that I enjoyed so thoroughly. I loved everything, and whatever small flaws might have popped up were drowned by the tsunami of awesome. 
 In particular, I love Leckie's ongoing theme of identity - what does it mean to be self? what does it mean to be separate from others? 
 In this book, we have Presger Translator Zeiat to make some of the questions explicit. Her playful identifying of cakes and her reaction to someone's injury are the perfect mix of humour and mindblow. 
 I was a bit worried when I only had about 50 pages left and the plot didn't feel even close to being resolved, yet Leckie somehow managed to leave me feeling completely satisfied. There are loose ends, of course, but they make sense.