After being left at the altar by the prince she was promised to, a young woman is forced into a marriage with a king who is already dead. Bound to a husband who exists somewhere between life and death, she must navigate a dangerous royal court and the strange powers that come with her new crown.
The king. You were dead. Still breathing. Disappointing, I know. The bride survived.
No. The queen did. A southern commoner crawls from a grave, and now we call her queen. Don't kneel. Not yet. Tomorrow will do. You promised me tomorrow.
I remember. Article 9. What did Valyria owe Vargin when its unmarried king died? A living bride.
Was I delivered under the treaty? Yes. Did you marry me to Ronan? I did.
Lawfully. Careful. If the right was unlawful, you buried an innocent woman alive. The right was lawful.
And the lawful wife of a king is... Say it! Queen. Yesterday, this law was sacred enough to kill me.
Today, I survived it, and suddenly it embarrasses you. A southern peasant cannot rule northern lords.