Once, in a gloomy, rainy November, when the wind was howling outside the window and the street was damp and dirty, we wanted to tell each other a fairy tale. A poignant tale of love. We did not expect that our story would expand so much, acquire details and details, and from a simple fairy tale about love, turn into a book about duty, honor and choice. A choice that sooner or later faces everyone. And it turns out that good and evil are very close to each other. Sometimes they are very difficult to distinguish. There is no absolutely black and absolutely white, but there are just people. With their shortcomings and advantages. Just people who can make mistakes and often suffer from the choices they once made, but not everyone can correct the consequences of their actions and change their fate.