I fell asleep in a warm bed and woke up in a cold, damp dungeon. Dream? No, my life. My destiny stumbled and changed its path. I ended up in the body of a witch sentenced to death - a representative of a family hated by the entire kingdom. At dawn a fire was waiting for me. Contrary to the law of the genre, it was not the prince on a white horse who saved me, but I myself. More precisely, an alien, unknown force that settled in this body along with my appearance. And there the mysterious stranger had already arrived. But if I had known what awaited me with him, I would never have allowed myself to be taken away from the execution. By a forced ritual, I was connected with two sworn enemies, as a result of which I found myself between two dangerous men obsessed with me.

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