The Dragolis forest does not like people, does not let them near its secrets. Many of those who were able to find the road, led only by greed and the desire for profit, never left the shade of its dense foliage... But Chronimara, one of the most powerful Spirits of Ostala, has amazing power over the forest, she is considered the mistress of Dragolis. For hundreds of years, she has been the head of the Stolett family, living in a village on the edge of the forest, in the Platan Valley. The Stoletts guard Dragolis day and night, and only the inhabitants of Zmiulan, according to a secret contract between the families Stollet and Dragotsiy, are allowed to wander among its trees, and only in its northern part. That is why, suddenly finding yourself in the thickest part of the storied forest, among thick green-silver foliage, sinking waist-deep into thickets of ferns, you felt understandable shyness. Your gaze was drawn to a strange table in the middle of the forest edge, set for tea. "Would you like a cup?" A low female voice brought you out of your thoughts.