I'm worried that Finn will go flipping through the books he's carrying and realize that there is some inappropriate material for children, but he's whistling a tune I've never heard before as we stroll out of the library. It's almost lunchtime, but I'm already tired and I reach my arms out to Marie so she can carry me. She obliges instantly with a warm smile and I once again enjoy the perks of being tiny.
My eyes drift shut at their own accord before we reach my palace, but I'm still somewhat conscious when I hear the conversation between Finn and Marie. They spoke in hushed voices so as to not wake me.
"Sir Amarelius wants an update on how the princess is doing," Finn says cautiously from my left. Huh, the Mad Dog is curious about me? Marie gives me a little shake to check if I'm asleep and my head lolls to the side like a doll.
Marie lets out a long sigh. "She is adjusting as well as can be expected of a young child. It's just..."
