I'm a rogue in hiding, serving as a noble lady's personal maid. When the King ordered her to marry a monstrous heir, I took her place in the wedding gown. On my wedding night, my new husband sent two beggars to destroy me instead of roses. What he didn't know—his bride was no lamb for slaughter. She was a blade sent to kill. By the time the entire Clare family was dragged to the gallows, they finally realized: they didn't marry a bride. They married death.
