When Count Gradski suggested to his daughter Miloslava that she choose her own suitor, she seriously thought it over.
She loves the steppe khan, and a marriage to the prince of shapeshifting werewolves promises comfort and carefree life.
What is more important in life—the paradise-in-a-hut (that is, in a steppe tent) or a peaceful life in a high manor?
Or maybe everything has long been decided for her, and the girl just doesn’t know it yet?
And the day of her wedding will turn out nothing like she imagined…