Survived a meeting with a ball lightning? A miracle. Found a drow in the pantry? A second miracle. And in the corridor—a mermaid? That’s already almost a wonderful pattern. A gloomy, sarcastic man in black insists that from now on it will always be this way: from this moment you are the guardian of a portal, and he is your supervisor. This is worse—but we’ll manage somehow. And what if this fellow, when guests start a fight, sets things on fire with a glance, showers insults, and—what’s more—turns out to be tied to you by a strange ritual? You might as well drop your hands, but there’s no time—later we’ll sort it out! Right now the main thing is to survive a string of assassination attempts and find out who the young portal guardian could have offended. No time to think about love? No problem—it will just happen.