" Do you no' want to fight the lass?" Rob, his cousin had shouted. He was dark-haired, but not quite as dark as Marcus, a little taller, with swimming blue eyes.
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"Nay," he said, his voice throaty and dark. "The lass is made for loving, no' fighting. I prefer to watch. "

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" Do you no' want to fight the lass?" Rob, his cousin had shouted. He was dark-haired, but not quite as dark as Marcus, a little taller, with swimming blue eyes...."Nay," he said, his voice throaty and dark. "The lass is made for loving, no' fighting. I prefer to watch. "