"That's because it's completely fucking absurd," says Gideon, huffing out a breath and taking a sip of her tea. "The Emperor became God. God became the Emperor. The most necromanciest necromancer of them all. We went to Canaan House because Harrow wanted to serve him. She went as an adept, and I went as her Cavalier." She tries to think of a simpler way to put it to Maeve. "Her sworn sword. Her bodyguard."