The mirror opened the way for her to the world beyond the looking glass. All that was left was to take a step. And she stepped... To where the sharp spiers of tall castles rise into the dark sky. There, where the red blood of killed warriors is on the white snow. There, where the royal palace is a labyrinth of sophisticated, intricate intrigues. Here they fight for power without choosing means, they fight with witchcraft and betrayal, lies and secret knowledge. Here, a woman’s smile hides deceit, and a poisoned stiletto lurks in the courtier’s sleeve. Here you cannot trust either the lord, or the lady, or the magician, or the knight. Here she will have to fulfill the unknown, destined from above...