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1 " That's just it. It is not one of our men."Donald's head jerked toward him. "Who then, Rufus?""Jacq," he spit out her name like a curse."What?" Donald peered through the darkness to the campfire, now glowing dimmer. "You are imagining things, my lord.""It is she. I'm certain.""Damnation." Donald echoed Rufus' original curse. His expression however reflected his awe. "Rufus, does your woman even know she is a woman?"............"When you tire of her, I'm going to marry her," Donald promised reverently. "
― Delilah Devlin , Jacq's Warlord
2 " Tongue in cheek, Donald said, "Milord, I thought she was safely ensconced in your tent. How is it that you keep misplacing her? "
