The Mistress
He was holding Ethan on his lap, reading him a story about a brave knight who saved a kingdom.
“And then the knight locked the dragon away forever,” Daniel read, his voice warm and fatherly. “So the kingdom could finally be safe.”
Ethan looked up, his eyes wide. “Did the dragon have bad thoughts, Papa?”
“The worst thoughts, champ,” Daniel said, glancing at me as I stood in the doorway. “But don’t worry. Papa is here. I won’t let the dragon hurt you.”