Discipline
Once rich and admirable, and now a life destroyed in flames.
With no direction, trapped, and with no hint of change.
Unprepared, equipped with a materialistic persona and a lavish fur coat.
Shock overwhelms him, and he is effortless to save his sinking boat.
Money can save anything, but not when the desired object is forever lost.
A concept incomprehensible to a former prince, even when his life is at cost.
Pride of the prince and disrespect of the devil.
And no life skills - No discipline.
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