For seven years they called Seren a curse, locked her in a dry cell, and swore no rider would come. Her fiancé had swapped the omens to keep another woman and delay the wedding. She lets that girl summon first—then draws the true blessing before the whole reef. From the abyss, Damian arrives on a black-gold leviathan and takes her as his bride. The man who shamed her can chase. He will never reach her again.
