They say it right: freedom does not get rid of problems. So young Kirill Nikolaev, who finally got rid of the obsessive guardianship of his relatives, had to verify this from his own experience. Before he had time to breathe in the heady air of freedom, troubles arose, from which until recently his status as a minor boyar had saved him. An invisible but tangible web of someone’s intrigues is woven around, the boyars and the Preobrazhensky Prikaz are looking with interest towards the young emancipated tradesman, representatives of a little-known but very influential club of etherealists are hovering around, the number of students is increasing... and intuition is howling, warning of the approaching danger .