I huffed. “Do I?”
“You asked what she smelled like.” She tapped her temple proudly. “I notice things.”
“I’m curious,” I said, too slow to outpace her grin.
“Curious means like,” she declared, logic complete.
I kissed her hair. “Go to sleep, lawyer.”
“Doctor,” she corrected, eyes already closing. “I’m going to be a doctor.”
“Even better.”
Her breathing evened in under a minute. I stayed until it had stayed even longer than that, then stepped out and told the staff to rest. The nurse asked if we should alert the palace physician. “No,” I said, before the sentence finished. We’d had enough of feigned competence for one night.
“Stop,” I muttered to Adam who was smirking inside.
He didn’t. He was intent on attacking me. ‘You stopped calling her witch the second your daughter said safe.
