An ordinary wandering juggler, Kaynor, nicknamed Red Nail, finds himself in the center of attention of the powers that be. The Royal Guards come for him to escort him to the capital. The late Count N'Ader mentions him in his will... A gift from fate? No, rather her bestial grin, because such attention does not promise Nail either wealth or honors. And by the way, about “this world” we got a little excited. The world of Llaurgin the Severed is only at first glance similar to ours. Only people are the same everywhere - just as betrayal, love, honor, friendship are the same everywhere. There is no difference between a square juggler, a captain of the guards, a countess, a sorcerer... and the reader who holds this book in his hands.