A household magician with a specialization in cooking will never disappear and will settle comfortably in any situation. Alas, it's not about me. When it was necessary to flee the capital, the proposal of the annoying dark lord seemed like salvation. The price of his help is cleaning a house entangled in webs and secrets. Werewolves, a state conspiracy and... a comb on the edge. Or has he already crossed the line and because his love has a gloomy taste of madness and darkness?