He was called Death in the service of His Majesty, and now he is the last priest of the most terrible of the Four Gods. He is a distant relative of the king, the most influential man in the Northern Lands. And he has already buried two wives. and I'm going to be the third. It is impossible to refuse, because I have already put on the tiara of obedience and am obliged to fulfill the will of my father. My fiancé scares me to the point of trembling, and I don't want to die like my predecessors, so I'll try to find a way out. But in someone else's gloomy castle it is so difficult to understand who is your friend, who is your enemy, and who is fate.