Alec was experienced in a lot of things - a lot of things - but daughters was not one of them. At least having them. He had been chased out for sleeping with daughters before.

"So there's a mini-you running around now at the inn." There was sarcasm on the tip of his tongue, but there was something so pathetic about the way Peter was lying that Alec couldn't seem to muster saying the quip. "And now you plan to....?"