The oath that has built a nation of pirates, or so Captain Bloodwind, the Lord of the Shattered Isles would have it. He doesn’t want much, after all, just everything. And that which he cannot have…he will destroy.
Cynthia Flaxal knows this first hand, for he has destroyed everything she ever loved. But Cynthia has plans of her own, and revenge is top on her list. She is no warrior, and thanks to Bloodwind’s murder of her parents, she will never be a seamage. But with the help of a bedraggled seasprite, a crippled old sailor and an old ship’s cook, she will build ships, like her grandfather did. She will build ships that no corsair can match, and use them to starve the pirate nation to death.
But Bloodwind has spies and assassins in every port, and would have Cynthia’s new ships for his own. And Odea, goddess of the sea, has other plans for Cynthia Flaxal. So when Cynthia’s ships finally set sail, both Captain Bloodwind and Odea are ready…
Author’s Note—I write. I sail. I fantasize. I was destined to write a nautical fantasy! Scimitar Moon scooped up the gold medal for fantasy novels from ForeWord Reviews, starting a chain reaction. Don’t know what I’m talking about? Check out Scimitar Sun.