by DeadTool
When Lady Ciara walks away from a noble engagement and into the arms of Ghulio Toro, Caldeum does what Caldeum does best: it turns desire into paperwork. A fine has been paid before the accused man even arrives. A private record has been preserved. A woman’s body, choices, reputation, and aftercare are being quietly converted into evidence by people who claim they only want to protect her. Sister-Magistrate Aurane is not corrupt. That makes her dangerous. Lady Vel Maren is not hysterical. That makes her worse. And Ghulio, for all his charm, has kept the kind of book that can save a woman from gossip or hand her enemies a sharper knife. Now Ciara must decide whether to be protected, corrected, examined, silenced — or heard. A dark-fantasy courtroom story about scandal, appetite, class, reputation, and the cost of letting someone else own the record.
