"No, Doctor, a caution. Magic works around me, sometimes even in the mortal world. I just want you and all the humans who are taking care of me to understand that words you might say casually may have very different consequences when you are near me."
"So you mean if I said, 'I wish,' it might be taken seriously?"
I smiled. "Fairies don't really grant wishes, Doctor, at least not the kind in this room."
She looked a little embarrassed then. "I didn't mean... "
"It's all right," I said, "but once upon a time giving your word and then breaking it could get you hunted by the wild hunt, or bad luck could befall you. I don't know how much magic has followed me from faerie, and I just don't want anyone else hurt by accident."
"I heard about the loss of your... lover. My condolences, though in all honesty I don't understand everything I was told about it."
"Even we do not understand everything that has happened," Doyle said. "Wild magic is called wild for a reason."
She nodded as if she understood that, and I think she meant to leave. "Doctor," I said, "You wanted another ultrasound?"
She turned with a smile. "Now, would I try to get out of this room without answering your questions?"
"Apparently you would, and that wouldn't endear you to me. That you talked to Doyle before me has already put a mark against you in my mind."
"You were resting peacefully, and your aunt wanted me to talk to Captain Doyle."
"And she is paying the bills," I said.
The doctor looked flustered and a little angry. "She is also a queen, and honestly, I'm not sure how to react to her requests yet."
I smiled, but even to me the smile felt a little bitter. "If she makes anything sound like a request, Doctor, she's being very nice to you. She is queen and absolute ruler of our court. Absolute rulers don't make requests."
The doctor gripped both ends of her stethoscope again. A nervous habit, I was betting. "Well, that's as may be, but she wanted me to discuss things with your primary," she hesitated, "man in your life."