A Dangerous Collaboration (Veronica Speedwell, #4)

by Deanna Raybourn

had sowed the seed of this quarrel, I reminded myself sternly; I could not now complain that I did not like the fruit it bore.

I was introduced to her and it was like finding part of myself that had been somehow walking the earth without me. She was my other half when I had not realized I was incomplete.”

“Hearts are the same as bones, you know,” she said as she picked up her tankard again. “Are they?” “Aye. One may be broken into a thousand pieces, but when they are bound together again and a heart is made whole, the love it gives will be all the fiercer.”

“You think that is love, brother? That I should kill for her?” He shook his head, his eyes locked with mine. “You are the fool, Tiberius, because you still do not understand. I do not love her enough to kill for her.” He stepped to the edge of the rock. “I love her enough to die for her.”

“Veronica Speedwell, I meant it then and I mean it now and I shall mean it with every breath until my last. I love you.”