The Red Glaive

Aeria was alone, her sisters long gone. All of them married off by their father to the sons of the surrounding Barons. No one ever came for Aeria whose dresses were always covered in mud despite the lack of rain and whose red eyes frightened away suitors. Born under a blood moon, they believed her to be cursed and she wouldn't have it any other way. Her curse became her blessing as she remained faithfully by her father's side.

But her father is desperate to get his last daughter married and agrees to marry her to the son of the worst Baron in of Durus. Aeria's younger sister had been brave enough to ran way before her arranged marriage, now she has to follow in her footsteps.