" Do I perceive a softening in your heart for me, damoiselle?" He laughed at her scowl. " Beware maid. I will tell you true. After you will come another and then another. There are no strings that can tether me to any woman. So guard your heart." " My lord, you greatly exaggerate your appeal," she replied indignantly. " If I fell anything for you, 'tis hatred. You are the enemy and you are to be despised as such." " Indeed?" He smiled slowly into her eyes. " Then tell me, damoiselle, do you always kiss the enemy so warmly? "