Go to a supermarket, and end up in a marriage-ràquet marketplace as merchandise—that’s what it means to end up in the right place! I thought it couldn’t get any worse, but instead I was bought not by some mysterious lord, and not even by a beautiful prince—no, by the supreme mage, who is forced to marry on the king’s orders. “What does it mean—give me a son and you’ll be free?!” So we won’t agree, dragon!