" It’s like being trapped on the moors,” she says quietly.
“If it makes you feel any better, then yes. Just pretend I’m Heathcliff.”
“Like you’ve even read Wuthering Heights.”
“Hey,” I tell her, gesturing to my muscles. “Just because I look like this doesn’t mean I’m stupid. "

― Karina Halle , The Wild Heir (Royal Romance #2)