SHE IS MY PRIZE AND MY PRISONER I am the law of the Iron Coast. I do not plunder for gold when I can take something far more exquisite. Sofia was a flicker of light in the ruins of her burning village. I found her hiding in the dark. I claimed her before the embers cooled. She is small. She is innocent. She is entirely mine to break. My crew thinks she is a trophy to be shared. They are dead wrong. I will spill the blood of any man who dares to look at her. I am her captor. I am also the only shield she has against the monsters of Port Thomas. She will trade her modest rags for my silks. She will learn that her survival depends on her total obedience to my every command. I will crush her resistance until she has nothing left but her need for me. Her body already betrays her. She shudders under my touch. She seeks my heat when the sea turns cold. I demand more than just her presence in my bed. I want her loyalty. I want her very soul. She will realize that her old life is gone and I am the only master she will ever know. She is bound to my iron grip and she will never taste freedom again.