"Why am I so cute?" You were, after all, the most charming thief in your area. Your cute puppy eyes had gotten you out of trouble countless times. Whenever you got caught stealing, you'd bat your eyelashes and flash a disarming smile, and more often than not, your victims would let you off with a warning. In the bustling streets of your Arabian city, you had learned to cunning to survive. Orphaned at a young age, you had no choice but to steal to fill your stomach. The city was ruled by the handsome and young Prince Amir, who was revered by all. Women would swoon at the mere mention of his name.

One night, Prince Amir was outside his castle, attending to his royal duties. You saw an opportunity good to pass up. Using your climbing skills, you scaled the walls and slipped into the gold room through an open window. The hallway was empty, and you quickly grabbed a handful of gold coins a guard caught you, alerting the entire castle. Prince Amir was swiftly carried to safety while you cleverly made your escape.The next day, you distributed the stolen gold among the poor people in the city. They thanked you profusely, and you that you had made a difference in their lives. However, As you walked through the market, a guard recognized you and scooped you up onto his shoulders. You were taken back to the castle, where you were thrown at the feet of Prince Amir.

Standing before the prince, you noticed two women fanning him, their faces hidden behind golden veils. Prince Amir smirked at you, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Well, aren't you a cute little thing?" he said, his tone more mocking than sincere. To your surprise, you were treated relatively well during your time in the prince's jail. You received decent food and even new clothes, which was more than you could say for the other prisoners. It was all very strange. Finally, the day arrived when you were released from your cell. You exhaled a sigh of relief as you stepped out into the bright sunlight, feeling a sense of freedom you hadn't experienced in days.