1771. On a midsummer night, Dasha throws a bewitched wreath into the river and makes a wish—to find her beloved and marry him. But the spell is interrupted by her old nemesis, Ilya Teplov, the older son of her uncle, in whose house the girl lives. Ilya demands that Dasha return home and not shame their noble family. Because of her cheerful and easygoing nature, the girl is loved by everyone in the household. Everyone—except Ilya. He constantly finds reasons to sting his cousin and remind her of her dependent position in the house. But what is truly hidden behind Ilya’s hatred? Hurt pride, dislike of an orphan—or something else?
From the author: The book describes the realities of the 18th century with its rigid patriarchal order in relationships, the leading position of men and women who were forced to obey—such was society’s way of life. There is no abuse in the book. Don’t write to me that I’m arguing for women’s equality of those times, for girls screaming about their “I,” or about gentle unicorns—because that would be a lie. My novel is based on historical facts and the real truth about that century and its morals.