She was about to head downstairs when she heard a cell phone ringing. She followed the sound until she found it and answered it. "Hello?"
"What if the Princess had to rely on her brain, and not her looks?" A voice little more than a whisper said. "Wouldn't that be interesting?"
"Who is this?" She demanded.
"Jon Madison something interesting to happen around here," the whisper said. "And so...here I am. He must face my challenges if he wishes to return things to what they were. You will tell him for me..."
The line clicked off.
