About the book: year / - Lunch! — the necromancer purred and pressed me to the doorframe. With one hand he shoved my statement into my back pocket on my pants, and with the other he opened the door. Master Stav was revealed behind it, rumpled, and slightly green, as if he had dived into a lake in a city park. “Kholin, woman, it means the world has not collapsed,” said the gnome and sniffed. “Have you eaten yet?” “We only had a cupcake,” I said honestly. Having looked at me mysteriously, then at Marek, Kholin feigned greatness, the dwarf chuckled embarrassedly and seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to say..