The heirs were the future of the high class, the ones in the highest standings. They were the children of Kings and Queens. The heirs that would succeed their family's throne. When shot down they would bleed gold and a roses grew where they fell. The highest of them. The real future queen, her name was Aeleria, and she would rain hell fire on them all.

"Don't you f*****g get it?!" I pleaded screaming into his face. he doesn't move, but I can feel the tone change as the words roll of my tongue. Tears pool in my eyes daring to fall. "Don't f*****g say that" he mutters in a low voice. I look up at his face. This bitch. "Try me" I whisper. With that he pushes me against the wall pinning my arms down. His face is so close to my own that I can feel his breath on my cheek as she speaks. "I will." *** Lacey is a 17 year old girl whos past continuesly follows her, even after she starts attending a new boarding school. A school with money beyond her imagination. A school with a monarchy. A school that could destroy her life. Throughout her days at WestMount boarding school she will change for the better, or the worse