The long-awaited return home turned into a complete disaster. They decided to marry me to an old enemy! He is impudent, sarcastic and notices the slightest mistakes. But I’m no longer a trembling girl, driven into a closet by nasty cousins, but a dark sorceress with my own principles. And if the groom does not refuse the engagement in a good way, then I will force him in a bad way! I have an abundance of imagination and cunning spells. There’s one thing I don’t understand: why do I like to fight with him, but don’t want to curse him at all? What an unexpected, embarrassing sign...