It happens like this… You try not to get into trouble, but trouble finds you anyway. Witchcraft obliges—and so does your particularly harmful character and desperate courage. Damn it…
So, I, a student at the Magic Academy, received an assignment—and… found myself at the ruler of dragons to help him find an important artifact. And I absolutely wasn’t planning to save his life. And even less so—fall in love at first sight… It just happened on its own. And from that moment, things started to roll… somehow not the way they should, and far from where they should go. But does love ask permission for its actions? It simply comes and knocks at your heart. Yes—together with troubles, dragons, and boundless happiness.