“I guess they didn’t have those in the Middle Ages, did they? (Taryn)Middle Ages? Lady, you use very strange words. (Sparhawk)Yeah, okay, let me not tarry. I shall dress forthwith and hasten myself back to thee or thou or whatever it is. (Taryn)She’s a strange demoiselle, but a highly amusing one. (Sparhawk)”
“I am the Earl of Ravensmoor. And you are? (Sparhawk)Totally freaking out. (Taryn)Tis a most peculiar name, milady. Are you by chance Welsh? (Sparhawk)”
“I don’t ever want to leave this bed, my lady Taryn. (Sparhawk)Me either. But if we don’t, it could get ugly after a few days. We’d shrivel up from lack of water. (Taryn)”
“Sparhawk just sounded too ludicrous for words when spoken out loud. What had the writer been thinking? Oh, do me, great big Sparhawk. You the man.’ (Taryn)”
“I was sent here for you, Taryn. You needed a hero and I am here to be him. (Sparhawk)”
“Are all knights so gentle? (Taryn)I know not, Taryn, since I don’t make it my habit to lie abed with other knights. (Sparhawk)”