About the book: year / Yesterday I was naked, and today I am a falcon. More precisely, a lynx. Prince Rysev, nice to meet you. Want to know what my title does? A headache, official disgrace with the emperor, and a general desire for my death, even among the neighbor’s cat. Fuck them! Dying a second time is not like a prince. Moreover, here we have fox girls, sexy demonesses and sorceresses that are literally fire, and in the literal sense of the word. So, we’ll break through or we’ll break, that’s where the cards fall. Well, here we go...