A Rogue of One's Own (A League of Extraordinary Women, #2)

by Evie Dunmore

No, she envied Annabelle her contentment and her grace and softness, wrapped around a core of steel, and that she was able to receive and bend a little if required, and thus she would not break even when a formidable force like Montgomery was bearing down on her. She was like a blade of grass, could be near flat one day, upright again the next.

Embarking on a journey, any journey, with a woman like her by his side would make the difference between a chore and an adventure.