To marry a skinny, long girl like a lamppost—was that what his family talisman offered him? Duke terr Raukh couldn’t even imagine such a thing in a nightmare. So he preferred to flee from the girl’s furious relatives to the closed academy of Ruwenhall. And there, of course, he managed to fall in love with a skinny, long aspirant who was like a lamppost—someone who considered him an enemy and didn’t even look in the direction of that influential terr. And how could he not believe in the will of the gods after that, and conquer the one the fates destined?