What could go wrong when a guy asks you to pretend to be his fiancée?
I figured it out! «Everything that can go wrong» will go wrong—seriously everything!
After all, I wasn’t asked for such a favor just by some guy, but by the king of the necromancy faculty.
He’s handsome, charming, noble—and he thinks he’s offering a great deal to a boring orphan.
But I think he’s going to have major problems with his relatives if he brings me—oh, sorry, the daughter of the living magic family—to his family crypt, eee, to his castle.