About the book: year / The book is subtle and tart, like the melody of the East, permeated with strings of pain and frankness. Passion and love - there is no place for them in the politics of states, but rulers are people too. They need tenderness and understanding, perhaps even more than ordinary people. But what to do if your beloved chosen one is your main enemy, and because of love you risk losing not only the honor of the ruler, but also the throne itself? Love or crown? A short-lived tenderness or a century of loneliness? Death or salvation? Die is cast.