Princess

Some people see the world as black and white. That was how my father viewed the world.

My world was painted in shades of grey and to me, people were blank canvases which I could splash the colored shades on.

I lived in the heights of luxury and everything I wanted, I could have. One simple order and my object of desire would be packed and brought to me within a span of an hour or day. In return, I learned that with such high price comes high competition. Losing was not an option.

However, there was just one thing that I wasn't quite sure if I could buy. Surely, everyone had a price, it was just a matter of how high the price was...right? Surely this was a game that I could win.

"So, how much do you reckon love costs, Princess?"