Daphne and I chat amiably on the way to breakfast, her telling me all the things she wants to see in the city, me giving my own recommendations. But when we turn into the breakfast room, I go a little still to see that it's just my dad sitting at the head of the table, having a quiet cup of coffee while he scrolls through some document on his tablet.

He looks up when we come in. Daphne freezes awkwardly beside me as dad stands up, giving us both a wide smile.

"Daphne," he says, giving her a little bow that makes her blush. “As much as I'd love to have breakfast with you as well, Ella's set up a little something for you and the boys down the hall." He gestures to the hallway behind her. "I think my daughter and I need a little moment alone to have a chat."

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out into the

the only other room mom would use to serve breakfast. Daphne grins

and I take a deep breath as I press it shut and move to the seat at his side, which is already set for breakfast, a cup of coffee waiting for me. "A bit late," he says, glancing at the clock as I seat myself. I glance at it too, and nod, realizing

tired," I say, giving my dad my best innocent-Princess smile, "after

unwind. "Don't be so anxious, Ariel," he murmurs as one of

front of me, my favorite breakfast since I was a little girl. I smile my thanks at the chef, who murmurs that she's glad to see me safe home before discreetly disappearing form the

toast and making a little sandwich for myself by folding the slice of toast in half, "then...why the one-on-one?" "Because," he says,

see him clear his throat and flick his gaze away, I realize that he feels just as awkward as I

a growl rumbling in his chest as he looks down into his coffee. "For

would have locked me up," I say, taking a bite of my eggs and

bit as toast crumbs get stuck in my throat. Dad laughs, leaning forward to

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