Having bought an annual subscription to the fitness center, I could not imagine that with it I would also receive a prince in addition, and the curse of the magical forest as well. And the prince turned out to be a harmful, arrogant bastard, drinking liters of my blood. The authors themselves do not know where their crazy muse will lead them. Every sale is a trip to each other. We will not only make fun of our heroes, but also create conditions in the plot from which the author himself will need to choose. The game is like chess, only the muse knows what the enemy thinks.