Teddy makes the transfer, helping her get situated with her casted leg propped up. She holds tight to Teddy the Bear, looking so nervous as she tries to find a smile. I brush my hand over her hair. “Hey,” I murmur in Swedish. “You know, you make me very happy.” She nods, giving her bear a tighter squeeze. “I’m glad you’re here with me, mitt lilla lamm. This is a new adventure for us both. Hold my hand?” I hold out my hand, and she takes it. I give hers a squeeze. “Don’t let go.” I nod at Teddy, and he smiles. “Alright, Princess. Time to go greet your new loyal subjects. You ready with a royal
...more
