"I want a room, yes, the premium, just for two days please, yeah, bring me food now," after talking with the receptionist of a rather extravagant looking hotel—its marble floors gleaming under crystal chandeliers that cast prismatic rainbows across gold-veined walls—he took the keycard that was handed to him and with the girl behind him who had a scarf over her face he made his way to the room number. The price for the place just for two days might have broken the back of an average commoner just hearing about it, the kind of sum that could feed a family for months, but he, HE had funds, after all, the princess had made sure to splurge on him.