It's hard to marry a witch, especially if she herself doesn't want it. Even if she is beautiful and has a good dowry, it is no easier for her to arrange her personal life. And how can one establish relations with a hermit who lived in the Nameless Forest, full of undead, and who, by chance, was mistaken for dead and even buried behind the fence of the local cemetery?! With all honors, of course, but who will benefit from this? Certainly not the witch herself. Moreover, they wanted to burn down her hut. So how can you now go to an angry girl with a simple request to call for spring rain to water the crops? But the people of Khrenoder are not at all the kind of people who can’t come up with something. And a solution was found. And thunder struck in Khrenoderki...