"Hey princess, this is the real world. Father isn't going to save you." He basically spit out his words, tone laced with sarcasm and piercing eyes a light orange. "We're not your enemies." The dirty blonde yelled once more, pleading almost. "But I am yours." I replied, the tips of my lips curling into a devious smile. ---------- In a world where people can decipher who you are based on the color of your eyes and it's representative emotions, it is extremely hard to trust one another. Different perspectives, goals, and motives are held by two opposite individuals who know absolutely nothing about each other yet have paths which are bound to cross. After a silent break in at the government's headquarters, Rowena finds herself on the streets alone. She being so, the daughter of the head governor. Close by, a renegade boy with a passion which one could only think could be harbored by the gods has kept an eye on her. Yet, it wasn't enough.