you're a known Thief. you're just 15 of age, but it took them long to find you. too long. your led to the palace, by the guards. your hands are handcuffed with a scarf, that ironically, you stole. they push you in your knees, in front of the Sultan. he looks you up, and down, his lips turning into a grin. "never knew a Thief can be that pretty." he says, while checking you out.