My eyes grazing over a stained and battered white shirt that was neatly tucked into a pair of dark, severely torn, threadbare trousers cut off and frayed at the knees, I couldn’t help but wonder just what kind of prince would go around looking like that. Why someone of nobility, royalty even, would possibly choose to dress so . . . shabbily.” This passage from the text uses very intricate and precise word choice. By reading this, I am able to paint a picture of Prince Kanta in my mind. In chapter 9, the author depicts Prince Kanta’s hut that he brings Riley into. On page 55, the author writes, “Taking in the thatched roof, the four dried-out bamboo sticks that supported it, the woven-grass mat that stood in as some sort of carpet, and the two brightly colored pillows he’d arranged in the center--surroundings so plain and humble, I have to admit that my already shaky faith in him took a pretty swift nosedive.” This demonstrates that Riley isn’t so sure about Prince Kanta. The description of him and his hut