Life at the Northern outpost isn’t as easy and unhurried as people think. There are wolves, and bandits roam around. But for some reason this winter, there are more of them than ever. Lieutenant Ney Hart believes it’s simply her bad luck—so the trouble is all hers. Probably her cramped garrison, where the number of rifles is enough for only ten people, would handle everything… if not for the arrival of a royal official. And it would also be good to be stricter with that skinny witcher. With this capital joker, it’s better to keep your ear open—even despite the charming look of green eyes.