Black witches, and therefore me, are enraged by everything! The cries of local girls demanding to brew a love potion are infuriating, the arrogant white magician who behaves outside the rules is infuriating, but most of all, this guy is infuriating - the new mayor of Bridgewater, who on the day of arrival in the most shameless manner demanded that I pack my bags and leave " his city! And not only did he call me a “darling child,” but he also decided that I, a hereditary black witch, needed to be... raised and protected. That's it, Mr. Mayor, this is war!