I Just Want To Make People Smile.

You Have Many Flaws, He Announced... “but There Was One Flaw That Made All The Other Imperfections Pale In Comparison.” “was?” She Asked. “i Don't Have This Flaw Any Longer?” “no, You Don't.” “pray Tell,” She Muttered In Exasperation, “what Was This Terrible Flaw?” He Grinned. “you Used To Be English.

He Held Her Gaze Steady While He Summarized Her Promises. “she Will Honor Me, Protect Me, Obey Me Only When She Believes I’m Being Reasonable—but I Shouldn’t Hold Out Hope That That Day Will Ever Come—try To Love Me Before She’s An Old Woman, And I’d Better Get It Straight In My Mind That She Will Respect Me Until Or Unless I Do Something To Prove I’m Not Worthy, And God Save Me Then. Have I Left Anything Out, Brenna?

Any Man Who Lives By His Beliefs Is To Be Admired, Not Mocked.

An English Baron Wed To My Daughter? I'll Die First, I Will." Johanna Quit Rubbing Claire's Shoulder And Stepped Forward. "a Very Rich Baron," She Blurted Out. The Laird Frowned At Johanna With What She Thought Was Indignation. "wealth Is Not An Issue Here," He Muttered. "how Rich?" They Were Married An Hour Later.

You're Taller Than I Am, But I'm Stronger, And Meaner Right This Minute Than You Could Ever Imagine" - Lady Madelyne.