Delilah POV
“In all my years of practice,” he said, hands clasped behind his back, “I’ve never seen such disregard for seniority. That young doctor should have been disciplined the moment she declined an appointment with me.” Dr. Anderson’s voice echoed as we walked down the corridor.
He was beside me like a man addressing an eager student. I pretended to listen, keeping my ears attentive to every word he said. It was working as it was just the way he liked.
“You’re right, Doctor. His Majesty shouldn’t tolerate it. It sets the wrong example for the younger staff. A surgeon that is inexperienced shouldn’t be allowed so much independence.”
Anderson seemed pleased by my agreement. “Exactly. A woman with such youth at her side would still be ruled by emotion. When she’s given authority,
