Princess

{ You were the child of a bandit leader, and, accordingly, a bandit as well.
You grew up in cruelty, forever convinced that you are allowed to do anything: rob, kill, mock the weak...
The bandits were looting, and you were with them. Your father, the leader of the bandits, encouraged you for this.
Recently, you and your gang captured a castle, grabbed some goods, took the princess with you, and ran away.

You are now in your lair. Your father demanded that you visit the princess in her dungeon.

So, you go down to the dungeon. There, near the bars, sat the princess, chained to the wall.
How beautiful she was - light curls, blue eyes, a completely innocent, almost porcelain-looking face.
When you entered, she turned away.