The Turning Tide

It turns out there's been a title change and it's now called The Turning Tide. That could change again, but right now my editor likes it, so we're good.

Here's the current (because I'm in the drafting process and all things are subject to change) opening:

From Chapter 1:

If it would help, I could light Ryland’s coattails on fire and you could make your escape in the uproar of smothering the flames from his dainty royal ass.”

Fairlie caught her giggle before it could escape, eyeing Shaye sideways, her brows lifting. “What makes you think I want to escape?”

He turned to look fully at her. “Perhaps because you still cling to some small vestige of sanity?”

The giggle got away. “I should think you of all people would know that I’m completely bent. Pale-blasted. Maggot-headed. Cinders for brains. No sanity left, I’m afraid, if there ever was any.”

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