I was a rich man and from a royal family. I was walking with the guards for my company and I saw a beautiful, poor girl in the street. The girl’s clothes were torn and she looked hungry. Her clothes were thin and she seemed to be shivering from the cold and her hair was soft. Her clothes were full of sand.

I looked at her and saw her sitting on a cardboard. I approached her and looked at her. The girl looked at me and said, “What do you want from me?” Her voice was frightened and innocent.