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“This friend of yours does not seem like a very good influence on you.” His eyes met hers. Memory had not done their blue justice, nor the warmth that lay beneath their beauty, like some undersea garden. “He was the joy of my life.”
AHHHHHHH
“I suppose I shall have to forgive you yet again.” “Indeed. I am the worst of hosts. Can’t shoot my guests. Can’t swear at them properly.”
<33
“Please don’t laugh, Miss Carroll. If you’re laughing, you must be smiling, and I don’t think I can climb back up to see it.”
AHHHHH knock it off
Oh God, this was a torment. Wanting so terribly to be seen, and terrified of what it might mean if she was.
100%
He wanted to look at her like he wanted to breathe, like she was breath and he was drowning, and every moment of his not looking was a struggle towards the thing he most needed.
AHHHHHH
“I’m sure he would be proud of who you’ve become.” “I hope so.” She shrugged. “And sometimes I am glad not to know—that way I get to keep my hope.”
“I would like to be worthy of so remarkable a woman.” “Gracewood, I—” “And I would like to kiss so beautiful a one.”
AHHHHHHH !!!!! HES GOING TO FIND OUT WHO SHE IS
“It is your wishes, and only your wishes, that hold sway here. Tell me you feel nothing for me, and I will honour it without question. But I will not yield to less.”
“I suppose”—she strove for sharpness, found it impossible—“you think that because you are a great lord and I merely a lady’s companion you can dally with me.” “Dally?” He didn’t shout, but there was a pain in his voice, a real pain that Viola could never have expected. “I would marry you tomorrow if I thought you would have me.”
SIR
“I could never marry you, Gracewood. The world—” “Forgive my language, but”—his eyes were as steady on hers as the clasp upon her wrist, his mouth suddenly full of smiles—“fuck the world. I will change it for you if I have to.”
THIS MAN
