" I said that I want to pray. It wasn’t a terribly complicated sentiment.” He could tell that she was straining hard not to rise to his bait. She was trying to smile, but her jaw was tense, and he’d wager that her teeth were going to grind themselves to powder within minutes. “I didn’t think you were a particularly religious person,” she said. “I’m not.” He waited for her to react, then added, “I intend to pray for you.” She swallowed uncontrollably. “Me?” she squeaked. “Because,” he began, unable to prevent his voice from rising in volume, “by the time I’m done, prayer is the only thing that is going to save you! "
― Julia Quinn , Romancing Mister Bridgerton (Bridgertons, #4)