Lindsay

“Don't move, Sassenach," Jamie's voice came softly, next to me. "Just for a moment, mo duinne--be still."
I obligingly froze, until he touched me on the shoulder.
"That's all right, Sassenach," he said, with a smile in his voice. "It's only that ye looked so beautiful, wi' the fire on your face, and your hair waving in the wind. I wanted to remember it.”
― Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber