And why did I get involved in this story? What was missing? There was a lot of money, the women wouldn’t let him pass, his sworn friends were afraid and respected. No, after all, boredom overcame me, I wanted to outdo my fellow oligarchs, to become the hero of a fairy tale. I contacted a sorcerer, and I got a fairy tale... Although at first I didn’t believe that everything was serious. I was rude to my literature teacher Karl Karlovich, and he threw me and my faithful bodyguard Alex into the principality of Koshcheevo! Who knew that Karlusha would turn out to be a relative of the Immortal, laying claim to his throne?