Patricia walked out of her luxurious bathroom with a bathrobe around her body and her auburn curls rolled on top of her head with a towel. She picked up her phone and saw a missed call from her uncle. 'What does he want now?' she thought.
Dialing his number she placed the phone on top of her vanity and put on speaker as she stripped. Slathering and massaging her skin with expense lotions and perfumes, he finally picked up.
"Hello?" Goerge said from the speaker.
"Uncle, you called me? Why?" Patricia asked.
"Have you contacted you Fiance?" He asked.
Patricia rolled her eyes and frowned "yes, I have a date with him this night."
"Where?"
"Why are you asking me that? Do you perhaps want to he a third wheel?" She asked.
"Don't play with me Patricia. Where are you going." He asked firmly.
"Well if you must know, we are a going to the castle."
"Hmmm... his idea or yours?" he asked.
