"We've explained before," Doyle said. "The princess must be under guard at all times."
"There are policemen just outside the door, and more of your guard."
"She can't be alone, Doctor." This from Rhys.
"Do you truly think the princess is still in danger? Here in the hospital?" she asked.
"Yes," Rhys said.
"I do," Doyle and Sholto said together.
"A powerful man with magic at his beck and call, who'd rape his own niece, might do anything," Gran said.
The doctor looked uncomfortable. "Until we have a piece of DNA to compare to the king's, we don't have proof that it was his... " She hesitated.
"Sperm," I said for her.
She nodded, and got a death grip on her stethoscope. "Very well. His sperm that we found. We have confirmed Mr. Rhys and the missing guard Frost as two of the donors, but we can't confirm who the other two are yet."
"Other two?" Gran asked.
"It's a long story," I said. Then I thought of something. "How did you get DNA to compare for Frost?"
"Captain Doyle gave me some hair."
I looked past Gran at Doyle. "How did you just happen to have a lock of his hair with you?"
"I told you of the dream, Meredith."