Frustrating

 Evangeline Sterling stared at her phone for the hundredth time, tapping her perfectly manicured nails as she waited for the man who was supposed to be here ten minutes ago. Most people had enough common sense to arrive earlier than the allotted time and wait for her.

She was a royal, not some peasant that the man dared to make her wait. 

Just then, her assistant brought a cell phone to the table and Evangeline glared at it then the assistant," If I wanted to talk to him, I would have answered his call myself."

The assistant shrugged apologetically while trying to hand the phone to her, " I cannot refuse him..."

As she was about to refuse, the voice from the loudspeaker spoke, "Take the phone my little princess. Don't make things difficult for your assistant. It is not her fault."

Evangeline frowned and took the phone, taking it off the speaker as she put it to her ear," I am not happy with this. You are responsible for my suffering, you know."