Maid for the dragon. Grin Ulyana

I left the house to the capital - and got into another dimension. Forever. I found a job in the hotel - they accused of theft and fired. But I got a maid to the most real dragon - a gloomy handsome man and also a particular detective. Here life is in full swing, however, more often on the head: either the witch was stolen from the wolf, then they attacked the wolf in a dark lane, and the dwarves suspect each other of industrial espionage. Investigation or gender wash? And will the employer sleep my eyelashes if it suddenly kisses?