Just yesterday I didn’t have a roof over my head, and now I’m the mistress of an entire kingdom. Moreover, she is a powerful sorceress. I would like to understand this, but will they let me figure it out calmly? Ghosts are flying around, necromancers are walking to their homes, magical foxes are running around in the garden... And even changelings from the kingdom of the Iron Moon are weaving intrigues. And it would be fine only against me, but someone desperately wishes harm to my adopted son. Who did we bother? For whom are our magic and our Fox House too valuable trophies? And who will become our helper and protector in this new world?