How I’d love to live someone else’s life—sit on the throne in rich attire and command knights! Or rather, “rysiars,” because that’s where Masha ended up when she was transported to another world to carry out the mission of Sknvoznyak. In this world missions are like links in a chain, like disks on a pyramid, like nesting dolls: you finish one—then here comes the next, and you’re on your way home only to be handed another. Masha changes titles like outfits, from princess to impostor, from savage to a healer-in-training—and still doesn’t get any closer to the solution. Who is that ice knight she has to save? Who is the third fiancé, bringing death with him? Who cursed this snow-covered land with the curse of ice bone? And finally, how to escape all these twists and somehow still fulfill her mission?