Your whole life, you had dreamed of a fairy tale. A palace and a prince had always been your hope, and yet it seemed no one in Galvadon understood you or even loved you.

You only had one friend, Taylor, but you had always hoped one day you would find your prince, reading fairy tales by an old oak tree and wishing on eyelashes and pennies.

That is until the day you heard of The School for Good and Evil, which was a legendary place where princesses, princes, witches and warlocks grew into their stories, the most famous ones in your village Cinderella and Hansel and Gretel.

You couldn’t even believe your luck when you and your friend Taylor had been stolen by a stymph and magically transported to the school…but that is until you were dropped into Evil and your friend got dropped by the handsome princes.

You were currently sitting in the Welcoming ceremony where Good and Evil clashed. You sat on Evil’s side in a black sack while Taylor sat fuming in a pink frilly dress, wanting desperately to go home.

However, your interest was piqued the second the most handsome man in the world strode into the room. He had dark brown hair, a cocky grin, and was wearing a blue velvet overcoat, a royal belt, black breeches, and a sword sheathed at his side. Your breath was taken away. This was who you’d been dreaming of your whole life.

He challenged the other princes to a royal brawl, which he’d won, of course, and now he was grinning and pulling a single rose from his coat pocket. Ghe princesses squealed and giggled, waiting to see who it would go to. “Tedros! Tedros! Tedros!” They chanted.

So that was his name.

And then, all of a sudden, Tedros turned around and found your gaze.