Is everything restless in Rimata? Peace never arrived there. But at last, the heir prince has finally come. He needs to accept the crown and take the throne. And everyone has their own plans for the upcoming celebration. The heir is planning to be crowned. His relatives have arranged a conspiracy. The Medin people dream of the return of the demoness. Slave traders are catching their prey, hoping for a good haul. And only three girlfriends are planning nothing at all. They’re simply in love and preparing to get married.
Will someone interfere? Ah, the Medin people, the conspiracy, and the slave traders? Well, you asked for it. Shamans and magicians don’t understand jokes and don’t intend to stop. And if the slave traders kidnapped a magician, then they themselves are to blame. The Medin people might still manage to make things right—at least some of them—but slave traders and conspirators won’t get such a chance.
Feola intends to marry off her friends and is ready to do anything for it. A sacrifice? A summoning of the dead? Taming the elements? Didn’t order any of that? And yet it will still happen. Because an in-love shaman doesn’t see obstacles.