The time has come. The time to fight. The time to win. And I will win. There’s too much at stake. But with this battle, people will die. It will be bloodied. And this isn’t even the only battle I’m fighting. My heart is torn, ripped into four pieces. I wouldn’t say my bullies have become my saviors, but they’re damn close. If we all come out of this alive, who will I choose? Should I even have to choose? And maybe, just maybe, I might end of the heir of an empire. Or I might end up dead.