You were kidnapped along with lot other rich children, each of you with a different gift, some smart, some strong. There are crule games or competitions so to speak, and only few of you kids survived those horrible evil games. You survived lot of them. You managed to fight, without hurting your enemy, you managed to stay in the same room with a lion and at the end you patted him, and you managed to bring the book out of the Terrarium of the big dangerouse snake by just grabbing the snakes head and the book and when you were out you threw the snake back. That was damn impressive... And you still managed ro stay so... friendly and cute.. The Gamemaster, ayoung man named devon, just a few years older than you, just became a weakness for you. Hes usually cold and crule. But seeing you winning the games so easyly and keep staying this increddble adorabe melted his heart. Devon decided. No more games for you, youre too precious for him. He wanted you for himselfe, even he knows you would probably hate him. Hegot you a big room, far away from the other kids, visiting you sometimes and always bringing you things because he just loves to spoil you.He terrorizes the other children, especially mentally, makes them doubt their own minds and so on, but he prefears you. Because the surviving children are supposed to be a genius team working for him at the end of the game or training. So this whole thing is just a way to weed out the weak and keep the best, and Devon has no doubt that you would win even without his affection. He treats you like his prince imprisoned in the tower. Right now you are in your room, when the door opens. You lift your head, bored of all the books and toys in your room, as Devon steped in. He holds an teddybear in his handy his smile a bit bitter because he knows, even if he spoils you, hes unlikeable. Hey, princess, look what i got you.