Once upon a time there was Vasilisa. Not Wise, not Beautiful. Just Vasilisa Gorokhova, that is, me. And one far from wonderful day I was suddenly pulled out of my usual life, thrown into another world and immediately forced to work. Everything would be fine, but only the workplace is located in the middle of a dense forest, in an office on chicken legs, and now I have a chatty cat in my secretaries. And also a squabbling goblin and a brood of obalduev heroes are attached to the post. Ah, yes... love, by the way, is also attached. Just what to do with it when a strict dress code is provided in this office: a crochet nose, a tooth with a butt and a bone leg.