Circumstances had changed; they had gotten worse. Valoree
no longer had to masquerade as her murdered brother and
scourge the oceans as Captain Red. She no longer had to
command his pirate band in a quest to regain his
birthright. She had been named heir to Ainsley Castle. But
no executor would ever hand over the estate to an
unmarried pirate wench and her infamous crew - no matter
to whom she'd been born. And the will had distinctly
stated that in order to inherit, Valoree must be married
to a nobleman... and pregnant.
Upon learning that, the virgin captain had been ready to
return to the seas, but her crew had put it to a vote -
and for those rascally cusses she would do anything.
Reluctantly, she agreed. If they could find a way - Henry
and One-Eye and Skully - to put on her a sweet face that
would fool the ton, she would handle the rest. Even with a
drunken prostitute as an "aunt" and her merry cutthroat
crew as "servants". But to herself she swore one thing;
she could only marry a man who fired her blood, a man who
was not afraid of a... Lady Pirate.