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“My lord? Are you all right?" Rothbury inhaled the fresh, almost lemon-tinged air wafting before him, the scent seeping deep into his lungs coaxing forth an unexpected pang of responsiveness. Eyes of sapphire blurred and spun before his gaze. "'Tempt not a desperate man.'" "I believe that's enough Shakespeare for one evening, my lord." For a moment the air seemed to sparkle about her head, causing him added confusion. "Are you an angel?" he heard himself mutter.” — Olivia Parker
My lord? Are you all right?"
Rothbury inhaled the fresh, almost lemon-tinged air wafting before him, the scent seeping deep into his lungs coaxing forth an unexpected pang of responsiveness.
Eyes of sapphire blurred and spun before his gaze. "'Tempt not a desperate man.'"
"I believe that's enough Shakespeare for one evening, my lord."
For a moment the air seemed to sparkle about her head, causing him added confusion. "Are you an angel?" he heard himself mutter.