“So tell me, my sweet," the reigh demanded softly. "What did you think of the council?" "It is a brutal affair, my lord," she replied with honesty. "I would lie if I said I did not find it disturbing." His expression turned mysterious, almost...amused. "Indeed, I can imagine not everyone has the stomach to endure the sight of cut-off limbs, but give yourself time. Practice makes perfect. In a few weeks, you will not stir when a guilty man is being punished.” Humour Book:The Queen of Aessarion Source: The Queen of Aessarion
“Isydoris stared at him, her mind still clouded with doubts. “So, if you do not associate yourself with slaves, servants, or even former princesses, what kind of women do meet your high royal standards?” The reigh smirked and caressed her face. “The kind who know their worth and stay true to their principles. Indeed, I admire women who radiate beauty and innocence…with just the right amount of wit and feistiness. But I must admit they are very difficult to find. As a matter of fact, so far, I have encountered only one such.” DoubtHumourTeasingDeclaration Of Love Book:The Queen of Aessarion Source: The Queen of Aessarion
“Little one, I am a man with very specific preferences, and you happen to meet all of them. Why would I go looking for something I already have?” “If that is true, it only deepens my confusion,” she admitted, clasping her hands together to ward off the approaching sense of nervousness. “Why me? What do I have that other women lack?” The reigh’s gaze went distant, and he grinned. “An extraordinary gift to grate on my nerves, but never quite make me go berserk.” LoveDoubtHumourTeasing Book:The Queen of Aessarion Source: The Queen of Aessarion