From publisher blurb:
The sea is a cruel mistress, but there are places where her cruelty is sharpened, where the waves themselves whisper secrets too dark for mortal ears. Vhaeloris is one such place—a city of drifting lights and spectral echoes, where the drowned do not rest and the living bargain with the dead. The harbour is crowded with ships that bear no banners, crewed by men who have long forgotten allegiance. Here, gold and blood are weighed the same, and the tide never washes away the sins of those who call it home. It is said that the black galleon Shuthul-Khezir haunts these waters, appearing beneath moonless skies to claim new souls for its infernal master. Whispers of a hidden treasure, bound by ghostly chains, call out to the reckless and the damned. But there are other forces at work in Vhaeloris, darker than piracy, crueller than mere greed. The past is restless, and it does not forgive.