博客來You told me you would haunt me, caraid. You were right.
The capital has fallen. Ghostly wraiths and bloodthirsty selkies roam the coast as the haar spreads its sickness across Silveckan. Every day, another port is consumed by the mist, and without her pelt, Isla Blackwood can do nothing to stop it.
Her only hope is to track down Eimhir, but her old friend has her own demons to battle, and she’s made it clear she doesn’t want to be found.
Instead, Isla must turn to the Sea Kith for an alliance. Their common enemy, the Grand Admiral, draws ever closer, and he won’t rest until the sea and everything in it is in his grasp once more.
Reunited with Darce and the soul bond they share, Isla prepares to sail into one last storm. If she survives it, she might be able to end decades of bloodshed between human and selkie. But if she fails, Silveckan will be lost to the mists forever...
