As the dawn of the morning cracked, Prince planted safety recorders all over the mansion. It's programmed to only hear Aria's voice, her movements, and her distant conversations. Since she insisted to not get a cell phone, Prince had to place a wrecked one underneath her bed just to hear anything from her.
He checked the sounds inside her phone, and it's pretty working well. Prince had to listen closely with her words, especially now that she would regret the action she made by stepping out of the boundaries.
The sounds of bed sheets shifting in place, and her hunched breaths while sleeping through the dawn until sunrise. Prince pause the recordings as it was, and wore off his earphones. It's crystal clear.
"All's well," Prince announced.
