The House of Pleasures of (Not) Lady Agnes

I had a wonderful life: loving and understanding parents, my own apartment in a big city, work I truly enjoyed, and the best of girlfriends. But one evening I woke up in the cellar of a castle in the hands of a monster, with no one else around—and I couldn’t remember anything. No wonder I ended up in a “fairy tale.” The creature was defeated, but now I’m facing payment. Only the gloomy detective-inquisitor doesn’t believe in my innocence. Yes, everyone has skeletons in the closet, but not the skeleton of my late husband.