For Though Duncan Was A Mere Mortal,

Made­lyne, I Would Like To Speak To You In Pri­vate After Din­ner." "speak To Me About What?" Made­lyne De­manded With A Dis­grun­tled Look. "men And Their Horses," Dun­can Told Her

Remorse Has No Place In A Warrior's Mind... A War Is Like A Game Of Chess, Nicholaa. Every Battle Is Like A Well-thought-out Move On The Board. Once It Begins, There Shouldn't Be Any Emotion Involved Whatsoever.

Listen, You. Don't Threaten Me. I Could Make Your Life A Nightmare. He Put His Hand In Front Of Her Face And Unfolded Three Fingers As He Said, I'm F-b-i. She Smiled. It Wasn't The Reaction He Expected. You Want To Talk Nightmares? She Said. She Put Her Hand Up To His Face And Unfolded Her Three Fingers. I'm I-r-s.

I Know The Truth Now. You've Figured Out I'm Falling In Love With You And You're Trying To Make Me Stop By Hurting Me This Way. Well It Won't Work.

I Will Find Her." "and When You Do?" Roger Asked. "i Will Make Her Mine," The Warrior Answered In A Hard, Determined Voice. "she Will Be Mine." The Vow Was Made.