“Do you know what a friend is, milord? (Emily)An enemy in disguise. (Draven)”

“I should be mortified, I know. But Alys is a good friend to me, and though she has her faults, she has a good and generous heart.(Emily)And is that all that matters to you? (Draven)Aye. People will always make mistakes, but in the end ‘tis their heart that matters most. (Emily)”

“I didn’t think you’d allow me to attend. (Emily)I’m a beast, Emily, not a bastard. (Draven)”

“But my father’s is closest. (Emily)A wounded hawk doesn’t bed down in a fox’s den. (Draven)”

“Would you do me a favor milord? Be a boorish ass again. (Rowena)”

“(Emily frowned, then turned about in her saddle to scan the inner bailey.)Milady? What do you seek? (Simon)A marker announcing this as the gate to Hades. (Emily)”

“Oh, Draven. You’re my hero too! If not for you, that mean old boar would have eaten me alive. (Simon)Get off me, you nimble-pated gelding. (Draven)”