From the beginning of the twenty-first century—to the end of the nineteenth. Well, not only from here to there, right? Since when has Novgorod become Holmgrad, and even a capital? And magic—was it really in fashion in our enlightened nineteenth century? Questions, questions… And the interest of the Special Office, as a dessert…
Calm… That word, it seems, is completely absent from the dictionary of the former officer—who is also, no less, a former detective and almost a real prince, Vitaly Rodionovich Staritsky. Respected director of a serious educational institution, breeder, and titled nobleman… Fate generously rewards him with adventures and absolutely refuses to admit that all kinds of escapades simply aren’t suitable for a person of his status. But perhaps, if he gets rid of the burden of duties that inevitably comes with his achieved position, Vitaly Rodionovich will finally be able to rest from the unenviable role of Rok’s plaything?