“I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face.” IfsFeelsFacesComfortPillowSuffocating Author:R.L. LaFevers
“A kiss for luck, demoiselle?" It is a magnificent, lusty kiss and I feel nothing but deep regret that it may be his last. Just before he pulls away, he whispers in my ear. "Duval said to give you that should I get a chance. It is from him.” GivingFeelsShouldMaySaidLastsChanceRegretKissingEarsLuckShould IMagnificentDeep Regret Author:R.L. LaFevers
“Not all men are the same, you know. With someone such as Gavriel, I would suggest appearing aloof, not chasing too much. He might see that as suffocating rather than charming." Her words are sharp, but her voice is sweet, like honey on the edge of a blade, and meant to be cutting. I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face and commending his soul to Mortain.” IfsKnowsMenFeelsSoulMightFacesVoiceToo MuchCuttingSweetComfortEdgesMeant To BeHoneyCharmingChasingBladesPillowAppearingAloofSuffocating Author:R.L. LaFevers
“Every time he glances at me I feel it just as surely as if he has reached out and run his finger along my soul. It is all I can do not to smile at the sheer wonder of it.” IfsFeelsI CanSoulRunningCan DoWonderFingersMy SoulSheerGlances Author:R.L. LaFevers
