She has spent her whole life silencing the magic in her own throat. The Court that took her mother wants to hear her sing.

On a world that has been drowning for six hundred years, Maren has one rule: never let them hear the song in her blood. The Salt Court collars singers like cattle and feeds them to the Choir that keeps the dead gods asleep — and it already took her mother. So when the tithe-ship comes for her island, Maren does the unthinkable to protect a child, and is dragged to the drowned palace of Vael in a salt-iron collar, by the cold, beautiful heir who locked it around her throat himself.


To survive the Court's trials she has to stay invisible. But Maren can hear what no other singer can — the gods stirring beneath the waves, and the lie the Court is built on — and the only person who hears it too is Kael Tidewarden, the enemy she should never have started to want.


The Choir isn't protection. It's a slow execution. The gods are waking. And when the Court discovers what Maren truly is, the heir who collared her will be given a choice: silence her, or burn down everything he was raised to protect.


The Drowned Court begins. Enemies-to-lovers, a forbidden bond, and a slow burn that will wreck you — for readers of Sarah J. Maas and Rebecca Yarros.