About the book: 2021 / - THERE WILL BE NO WEDDING! - the Crown Prince of Gorizia joyfully screamed, fleeing from the Royal Palace through the vegetable gardens. - Wait for me, Your Highness is gryhovo! - his best friend and colleague in dirty tricks puffed at his back, dragging a bag of supplies behind him. - Come back, my love, I haven’t said “YES” yet!!! - squealed the next bride abandoned at the altar. - And this is called - the heir to the Crown! — his crowned wife, the mother of the unringed fugitive, sawed out the king’s brain. “Glory to the One!” At least he didn’t ruin all the girls at the Court, you brat! — the Chancellor remained silent, glancing sideways at the roaring court ladies. - Or still... - Hey, are you still alive, you annoying bastard? — the count’s daughter bent over the wounded Crown Prince... And the fun is just beginning!