18

Live with wolves, howl like a wolf,

or a little about useful acquaintances.

I was sitting on a couch, at the feet of the newly-minted princess, waiting for the moment when she wakes up. Mitrich was bustling about at the stove, preparing us his signature pies, the mere aroma of which made my stomach rumble loudly. The girl's name was Akulina, as the goblin enlightened me, and, judging by her revived emotions, she should just wake up.

- Good morning, Akulina, - I greeted the girl, as soon as she opened her eyes. She, in response, was frightened and jumped up on the bed, miraculously not throwing me from her familiar place. - I see you are better now, since you are jumping like that!

Goblin was not mistaken - the girl really is. And although at the moment she didn’t smell of anything inhuman, her eyes betrayed her with her head. Like all nagas who are in power and related to the royal family, Akulina's pupil changed color from black to sparkling gold and constantly changed in size, pulsa