"Mm-hm!" Amelia beamed, yet sweatdropped too, absorbing herself in poking the doughnut out from the cutter. It wasn't exactly a *secret* by any means -- and she was certainly proud of her family -- but Al's reaction invoked some degree of uncertainty all the same. "Well, there's two of us, technically, and Daddy's still a prince even though he does most of the ruling right now, but . . ."

A sudden blink. "Do you smell something?"