She offered the library the same perfunctory survey as she had done the drawing room. It lacked the...ambiance she had always felt in the Macnair library, but supposed that was the difference between a new library and one developed over generations.

Regardless, though, it was difficult to remind a fellow of one's childbearing capacities in a library.

Instead of taking his cue, Tatiana grabbed the wizard by both hands, beaming up at him—easy, given the minor difference in their heights. "You have done a splendid job."