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V Rimate nespokoyno? Spokoystvie tuda i ne prihodilo. Zato priehal nakonets naslednyy prints. Emu pora prinimat koronu i saditsya na tron. I u vseh svoi plany na predstoyaschee torzhestvo. Naslednik planiruet koronovatsya. Ego rodstvenniki ustroili zagovor. Medintsy mechtayut o vozvraschenii demonessy. Rabotorgovtsy lovyat dobychu, v nadezhde na horoshiy ulov. I tolko tri podrugi nichego ne planiruyut. Oni prosto vlyubleny i sobirayutsya zamuzh. Im kto-to meshaet? Ah, medintsy, zagovor i rabotorgovtsy? Chto zh, vy sami naprosilis. Shamany i magi shutok ne ponimayut, i ostanavlivatsya ne sobirayutsya. A esli uzh rabotorgovtsy pohitili maga, to sami i vinovaty. Medintsy-to mogut esche ispravitsya, hotya by nekotorye, a vot rabotorgovtsam i zagovorschikam takogo shansa uzhe ne dadut. Feola sobiraetsya vydat zamuzh podrug i gotova radi etogo na vsyo. Zhertvoprinoshenie? Prizyv mertvyh? Ukroschenie stihiy? Ne zakazyvali? A vse ravno tak i poluchitsya. Potomu chto vlyublennyy shaman pregrad ne vidit.