I always thought that parallel realities were fiction. And I couldn’t even suspect that I would find myself in seventeenth-century Ireland. But now I’m here and my name is not Masha, but Grace, and my new family is not at all simple, but the most aristocratic one. And everything would have been fine if daddy the count had not drunk away his entire fortune, leaving us with nothing, and even without a roof over our heads. But I’m not a muslin young lady, I’ve always had enough strong-willed character and intelligence, and in my past life my profession was necessary and in demand, so we won’t be left without bread. The main thing is to be alive and well, we'll earn the rest!

The text contains: an adequate heroine, everyday fantasy, love, medicine, arrangement of an estate, falling into someone else's body, adventure fantasy