About the book: year / - Madam, your son is one of the strongest telepaths in the Russian Kingdom. He must serve the country. We take him to the Cadet Corps-Lyceum named after the Tsar. Sign the papers! – No, you can’t! I don't agree! - Mom’s frightened voice. With quiet steps I approach the door to the room and look inside. The two-meter tall officer grins and clenches his huge baboon fists. “What a pity that you didn’t understand in a good way,” he takes a step towards the fragile woman. “Enough!” – I bark, emerging from the corridor. “Quickly apologize to my mother for being rude!” At the same time as I speak, I splash out psi waves. “Of... sorry...” the “baboon” grabs his throat, unable to stop the sounds rushing out. I grin. “Not bad.” For starters. Now stand on a chair and sing “A Christmas tree was born in the forest.” The thug bulges his eyes in horror..