TIANA’S POV
Boredom. Many hours have passed since Princess Elsie left and I didn’t get my cell phone. I know Mr Scary is still behind the door and coming out again is not going to be an option. I’ll find myself back in here. I grit my teeth in frustration. I don’t think I like this prince much. It’s plain wickedness for him to leave me here for hours without any form of company whatsoever. How does his brain work anyway? I find myself continually sighing and cursing. I wonder just how long he plans on keeping me in here. The arrogant son of a b***h! Prince or not, I’m going to give him a dose of his own medicine somehow. Maybe I would lock him in this room and run away with the keys, then he would know what it feels like.
Even I know the whole plan sounds ridiculous but the thought was
