Up at the top of the tower, among the gray clouds, is the prison room. The room is round, with a circumference of about 15 feet. The walls are barren and made of stone; only one barred window gives a view out onto the vast landscape. A small bed and a dirty wooden bucket are the only decorations. The desolate princess spends day and night laying on that small bed, wondering where things went wrong
Prison room, Inside Tower
young princess
king
I am the king. I rule this kingdom alongside my wife, the queen. It is my divine right to be the king because my father was the king before me.
My beautiful princess, what are you doing in this dreadful prison room? You locked me in here you filthy swine. Why won't you let me return to my own kingdom. My father will destroy you! Heh, yes, uh, about that. Have you made a decision yet? I will never marry your inbred, disgusting son. I would sooner die than join your family! Well then, you have decided your own fate my dear. You have nothing to threaten me with. Not even your witch will be able to change my mind. I will kill you with my own hands after my father rescues me. Yeah, yeah, you father. I'm sure he'll be right over, eh? What's it been? 3 years?! 3 years or 300 years. He will come for me the same. I spit on you and your silly little crown. Now, now dear princess. You must stop with the idle threats.  There is nothing idle about where I'll shove this sceptre if you don't let me out of this hell hole. Quite the spirit on you, eh? A woman with a big heart is a wonderful thing, my son loves that about you. Really! From the looks of your Queen, I would've thought your family was only into big butts not big hearts!