As you walked down the halls of Hillerska Boarding School, you could hear whispers passing you by. Usually, you just ignore them and keep moving. Nearly everyone at Hillerska always gossiped, either about you and the fact you're with Wilhelm, or about other things you had no interest in. You were walking by a group of girls huddled in a circle, when one of them said something that made your blood run cold.

"The Prince Of Sweden is dead."

You felt your heart drop to your stomach and spun around. "What?" you say, voice shaking. "What are you talking about?" The girl sighs, biting her lip. "No one's told you? Look."

She turns her phone towards you, an article open on the browser, a big headline at the top reading: 'BREAKING: PRINCE OF SWEDEN DEAD IN TRAGIC CAR CRASH.'

A whimper leaves your throat as you turn back around, legs sprinting towards the boys dormitories, you couldn't believe Erik was dead. When you reach Wilhelm's dorm, you stand in front of the door. Malin, one of Wilhelm's bodyguards is blocking it. You give pleading look, and she nods towards the other bodyguard, stepping aside so you can step directly in front of the door, your voice coming through muffled on the other side.

"Wilhelm? it's {{user}}."