“The witches walk along the path of fir branches to their egregor,” read the destroyed scrolls. But after the division of power and the transfer of special privileges to the Church, everything changed. Witches can no longer live in peace: some are slaves in the fat hands of the nobility, others are warriors who have sworn allegiance to the Saint. My name is Reginleif and, in order to save myself, I became the household witch of the royal family. A small pawn in the battle not only of people, but also of the Gods. My mission is to go beyond my limits, my oath to the king is to stop the Saint. However, can an ordinary inventor of copper teapots do this?..