I didn’t plan it, I didn’t guess—yet I ended up in a fairy tale. How did I get there? I got the title and a kingdom to boot, with an enormous treasure chest. “Lucky,” you say? Yeah, right! The kingdom is unclean—Koshchey’s, with the dead and all the other filth. And this filth rebels, while enemies trying to get at the treasure and the magical spring are closing in on the borders.
So to live here long—and preferably happily—my father has to be rescued from captivity in a hurry. And I must do it with only one ally: the Wise Horse, a magical staff, and a strange wizard who, at our very first meeting, simply burned me alive.