I probably should've written a review after I finished this book instead of waiting until I finished Nona, but here we are and there's nothing I can do about it. 

Anyway, I loved this a lot. 

Often when I'm reading, I come up with a million theories, and often they don't happen: I end up overthinking things, or my brain just ends up going way darker than the series. But I'd say a good 75/80% of my theories for this book were correct. 

So thanks, Tamsyn Muir, for having a brain that is the same flavour of weird as my brain.