Helga no longer wants to throw dead evil spirits from our balcony... And I'm about to have a nervous breakdown! Because through the efforts of a former god with a certificate and my daughter, who is capable of straightening a spring from a steam locomotive on a dare, my quiet castle Kostya has been turned into a madhouse! All I have time to do is brush aside ghost wolves, flying Vikings, the loving Lady Melissa, rude barons, a traitorous friend, the head teacher of the school, vampires and other creatures. The edges are restless. The darkness is stirring behind their icy walls and gaining strength. The White Committee is playing its game, an uprising of adherents is brewing in the city, and they are trying to blow up my beloved right in the bathtub. And then barons, kings and even my skinny page are vying for Helga’s hand?! That’s it, I’m going to meet the suitors. Where is my battle axe?