The last remaining descendant of a once-powerful family with unusual ties to the sea flees a dangerous marriage. I was slow to warm to this and never got much above tepid. Some of that is the structure--this is more raggedy than other Slatter I've read, with a rambling narrative that makes for sequential (and not especially complex) reveals. Some of that is that the speculative, surprisingly fantastical elements of the worldbuilding are more interesting than the actual events of the plot. But the real culprit is that I don't like water as an aesthetic, be it beautiful or scary. And this is so much about aesthetic: very gothic, much mermaids; it's probably the weakest Slatter I've read, but she's got great vibes, and vibes could sell this ... if I were a better audience, but I'm not.