Sorry, but his smug highness needed a boot planted in his rear at fatal velocity. He said he’d wait and then almost immediately paraded a hoe in front of her. Also, the only way he’d understand the word “no” is if it was embossed on a Louisville Slugger and applied to his forehead with vim and vigor. In short, I REEAALLY disliked him.
THE PRINCE'S VIRGIN WIFE