Poppy Fletcher is not just a society heiress (she is— of the famous Fletcher Honey Company) set to marry the wealthiest man in London (the heir of a tea empire with the personality of chamomile). No, Poppy fancies herself a journalist... in spirit, at least.

When her family’s honey empire begins to crumble, Poppy stows away to her aunt’s secretive island, hoping to (somehow) solve the mystery behind the why the bees stopped producing and escape her looming nuptials (by any means necessary).

She expected to find a mystery. She did not expect actual, living dinosaurs (abnormally tiny, adorable dinosaurs).

She also didn’t expect her family to send her betrothed’s cousin (Athena, Poppy’s Very Secret and Very Grumpy Ex) to retrieve her there.

Everything’s perfectly under control.

(Probably).