“If you now say that this is a foreign world, and I’m a loser, I’ll spit in my face,” Tom joked that day, not even knowing how right she was. “This is our world. And you are the summoned one,” the stranger, who introduced himself as a magician, calmly answered and became the girl’s strict and ruthless master for the next few days. And he added that he did not summon the blond and pretty virgin for himself. At the traditional autumn ball, where they were to go, the ruler of all the achievable limits of this world will choose new concubines for his harem from the fair-haired hits represented by noble houses. And all that remains for Taressa (that’s the name Toma received here) is to feverishly think through plans escape or at least some way to evade the shameful and aimless life in a harem. But she could not even imagine how different the reality of this world was from the impression she had of it. And why does this world need blondes anyway.