“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 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 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)”

“When I was younger, I never thought there could be anything better than the glory of battle. (Sparhawk)And now? (Taryn)Now I would much rather coax a smile from your face. (Sparhawk)”

“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)”