“I can almost believe the rumors that say you’ve sold your soul to the devil when you look like that. (Sean)You can more than believe it, MacKaid. Harm her and I’ll introduce you to the devil myself. (Ewan)”

“You harm her, and so help me, I’ll defy death itself to rip your heart out. (Ewan)”

“You touch her again, and so help me I’ll rip your arm off and beat you with it. (Ewan)”

“Clumsy? Why, I’ve had more women than you, you whelp. Well. Maybe not more than you, but certainly more than Ewan. (Lochlan)That’s not saying much. My left boot has had more women than Ewan. (Braden)”

“Don’t touch me, Nora. (Ewan)Why? (Nora)If you touch me, I’ll kiss you, and if I kiss you right now, I’m not sure I’ll have the strength to pull back and be satisfied with just the taste of your lips. (Ewan)”

“Are you sure the two of you aren’t married? (Bavel)Why do you ask? (Ewan)You can barely stand to speak to each other, and yet when the lady walks off you look as if you can already taste her. Smacks of marriage to me. (Bavel)”

“But I tell you this, that man is certainly a devil out to ruin some poor woman this night. (Felicity)Well, if he be the devil, you can chain me to his throne anytime. (Heather)”