"Papa!"
Alexander's adorable daughter, Anya, rushed up to him in glee. He immediately went to one knee and received his daily dose of a warm hug.
"Anya, what did I tell you about staying inside the Palace? The outside is very cold you know, you might catch a cold from it and it would be problematic to me."
"Sorry, papa, I'm just excited to see you. That's why I'm waiting for you outside," she said gleefully.
"You little…" Alexander pinched her cheek gently with one hand and ruffled her hair lightly with the other. "Well, it doesn't matter anyways. Even if you get sick, your papa is there to save you. But you must know that prevention is better than...?"
"Cure!" Anya finished as she grinned and nodded.
"Yes, yes, that's my girl," Alexander smiled affectionately as he stroked her hair once more. "Now, where is mama? Does she know that you are outside?"
