“It appears your betrothed is well on his way to falling hopelessly in love with you. Well done on that account." It took Mariko a breath to see the truth beneath his words. "Are you jealous?" A pause. "Only a fool would not be.” "That's ridiculous. Jealousy is for boorish people. Are you a boor?" "Of course I am. And of course I would be jealous. That steaming heap of refuse doesn't have to sleep in a barred cell. He can gaze at the moonlight whenever he wishes,” he muttered. "It's a shame the moon has eyes for another.”
Book:Smoke in the Sun