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The Lion's Daughter
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“Men don't know what they want. Women must show them.”
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“Gout, I understand, has reformed a great many rogues.”
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“The Vizier is a genius, truly, if he can keep peace among three hundred women. I can’t do so with only one.”
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“What would you have done?” Esme demanded. “Screamed for help, of course. But it would never occur to you to call for help. You don’t just think you’re a warrior. You think you’re a whole army.”
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“Gad, men are such jackasses,” the dowager grumbled. “We spend half our lives trying to save the damned idiots from themselves.”
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“I love you,” he said. “Just believe it.” “I do,” she said. “I will.”
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“Luckily, I’m not a very demanding spouse. I don’t mind that my wife is not brilliantly logical in every way. Or that my beautifully romantic speech did not move her to tears. One can’t have everything.”
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“Why do you find it so easy to face harsh truths and so hard to accept the pleasant ones?”
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“I was angry,” Esme answered calmly. “I was not thinking clearly.”
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“Gad, what a little idiot.” He crushed her against his chest. “What a stubborn, reckless, passionate little fool.”
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“As usual, everything was all her fault.”
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“I quite understand,” said Varian. “Esme’s made a wreck of me, too.”
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“You never had a wife before, and so you are confused, but I will explain. A wife is not like a concubine, only for amusement and pleasure. A wife is to quarrel with and complain to as well—to ease your heart as well as your body.”
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“Quite,” said the dowager. “We must go to London. Tomorrow.” “London? Tomorrow?” “You ain’t an echo, so don’t act like one.”
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“An explosion.” She looked up from the closely written sheets. “Who do you think you are—Guy Fawkes?”
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“Wild oats, madam. The follies of youth.” “Not six months ago you cuckolded two Italian counts, one banker, and a pastry baker. A pastry baker!” she repeated. “Haven’t you any discrimination at all?”
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“A pack of fools, men are. Every last dratted one of them.”
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“All the world he knew became fragrant with the sea, sweet with the taste of her. She was young and fiercely alive as he’d never been. He tasted the rushing river and the evergreen forest in her kiss, and the turbulence, too, of the mountains where the gods yet lived. He wanted to possess that vibrant spirit and be renewed…and he knew he was wrong. It wouldn’t be that way. He’d taint and weaken her.”
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“Don’t make me out to be noble, Esme. I’m not. Merely stubborn, and exceedingly selfish.”
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“She had expected rage and revulsion, but his kiss was shatteringly tender, for all its heat. She wept within at its sweetness, just as she wept for the heart he had stolen from her so easily. She’d been a fool to imagine she could keep it from him, just as she’d been a fool about everything else.”
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“Lord Edenmont waved him off. Percival walked stiffly to the entryway, paused to stick his tongue out at Esme, then marched loudly out.”
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“That is nonsense. Governments scarcely admit that women exist. They certainly don’t go to war over them.”
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“His tongue coiled about hers, and the taste was like a wicked secret. It was sin she tasted, and sin was a delicious drunkenness.”
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“A cliché, actually, though I’m mortified to admit it. I am a stupid, lazy moth, fluttering about aimlessly. You are a little firebrand, constantly bursting into flame. The stupid moth catches sight of the bright, lovely flame, and without a thought for consequences—though he’s old enough to know better—rushes right at it. Then he gets his wings singed and, like the mindless imbecile he is, berates the flame.”
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“A lazy lure of a smile curved his wicked mouth. “Forgive me,” he said. “I had no idea you were longing for my company. How cruel of me to deprive you.” To her consternation, Esme felt her cheeks heat. She raised her chin. “Indeed, efendi, my beautiful god. You have broken my heart. I think I shall run to the river and drown myself.”
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“From the clearing beyond came his low-pitched drawl and another burst of laughter from the men. Esme kicked a stone. There he was, charming them all, as usual. And here she was, driven to distraction, because the sound of his voice drew her entire being to him, and she could not stop it, for all her will.”
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“Alarming as it was, Varian assured himself, the attraction was easily explained. He hadn’t touched a woman in weeks.”
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“She yawned. “Still, if you wish to prance about the room naked, that is your affair. Perhaps the activity will keep you warm.” “What an elegant picture you paint,” Varian said, grinning in spite of himself. “The twelfth Baron Edenmont dancing about in his birthday suit like a—like a—” “A faun,” she supplied. “Or a satyr. Or perhaps like Eros. But no, you are too old for that—” “Eros will do nicely. At least you attribute to me some sort of godlike quality—”
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“Having apparently discovered long ago that his father detested him, Percival returned the favor by politely disregarding his sire.”
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“given”
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