In a country ruined by the enemy, there is no place for personal happiness. This morning I was getting ready for my wedding with my beloved— and by night I’m ready to kill myself so I won’t belong to the accursed Lord of Darkness. But even that isn’t allowed, otherwise my loved ones will suffer. Still, I won’t give up so easily. The Lord will regret using the Right of First Night. Domestic magic isn’t as harmless as it seems at first glance.