Now you know my secret. Bit of a doozy, isn’t it? Sorry 'bout that. The problem is, someone else knows too. Someone dangerous. Someone who’s already buried me once. This time, they’re determined to finish the job. Three broken princes stand between me and my doom: The fallen king with his thirst for vengeance. The rock god who sings of blood and stars. The sweet one who’s drowning in hate. Three spoiled princes who own my heart of ice. Keeping them secret is the only way to save them. By my betrayal will drive them into my enemy’s hands. Alea iacta est. Let the die be cast. Welcome to Stonehurst f**king Prep.