About the book: year / The princess had silver hair and silver eyes, and the silver glittered dully in the quiet twilight. The chambers smelled of jasmine, lavender and rose water, but the sounds of the crowd raging below could already be heard here. About two hundred scum, the very bottom of the city, set against the heir to the throne, like a pack of rabid dogs, they thirsted for blood, but of course even more for gold. Elia retreated in fear, her long silver dress matching the color of her hair fluttered with bright fire, reflecting the fire that was burning in the fireplace. What caught Sergei’s eyes was a tall, patterned clay vase with roses in the corner and tapestries in burgundy tones with hunting scenes on the walls. - Who are you? Korb hired you? Answer!