“You great bloody bully." "Which is exactly what you need, you vexatious headstrong wench.” — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
Say me aye," he whispered against her mouth. "Say me aye." How could she say anything else? — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
“She even managed to avoid various and sundry bits of animal husbandry that seemed to find warm, fallish tarmac to be to their liking.… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
“The trees sang their approval. Ruith cocked an ear and listened to them for a moment or two, smiled faintly, then continued on his… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
“Ruith?" He looked at her with a smile. "Aye, my love?" "Are you sure?" He looked at her, puzzled, for a moment, then apparently he realized what she was asking. "How could you ask?" "Because when a gel wants something very badly, she tends to want to avoid breaking her heart over the false hope of having it." His breath… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share
“Morgan was looking at the food in front of her suspiciously, as if it intended to merely reside for a bit inside her, then… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
“He accepted a cup of ale from his brother-in-law, sat back, then sighed. "Get on with the bludgeoning." "Me?" Miach asked innocently. "Why would I bludgeon?" Runach pursed his lips. "Because you are whoyou are, and you know Soilleir of Cothromaiche very well. I am continually appalled by the simialarites between the two of you." Miach only watched his steadily,… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share
“There are some people men and women both who will never be happy no matter what the circumstances they find themselves. There's not enough… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
“He walked down the passageway with her and cursed silently. Obviously, he'd grossly overestimated his appeal. Perhaps he should have taken her at her… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
He stopped and looked at her. "Your eyes are leaking." "It's the flowers. They make me sneeze." "Then let us be away from the… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
I could tell you a tale about something,' Miach offered, rubbing her hand absently. 'If you like.' She frowned thoughtfully. 'What sort of something?'… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
“Elizabeth," Jamie began gruffly, "there is aught I would speak of with you." She lifted an eyebrow at his lordly tone. "Go ahead." "It… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
“What is wrong with the [tale of] Two Swords?" he asked, even more surprised. "Don't you care for it?" "There is too bloody much… — Lynn Kurland Copy Share Image
![“What is wrong with the [tale of] Two Swords?" he asked, even more surprised. "Don't you care for it?" "There is too bloody much romance in it," she said curtly. Ah, well, here was the crux of it, apparently. "Don't you like romance?" he ventured. She looked as though she were trying to decide if…” quote by Lynn Kurland](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/3e0/lynn-kurland-18698_courtship_what-is-wrong-with-the-tale-of-two-sword_1574481.jpg)