He’s the best tattoo artist in the city, he works only for rich people, and his shop is very expensive. And she? She’s his favorite client, always asking for little, but full of meaning, tattoos.

“Here again, princess?” he chuckles as she sits on the chair in his office. “I thought you were tired of me, and I can’t blame you.” he takes the pen for tattoos, sitting on his chair with wheels. “So, what we wants to do today?”