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‘The moment he entered her was for him a moment of both conquest & defeat. The longings of his body drove him onward in a frenzy of ravenous despair, but beneath his passions, Glynda could sense the wild, black anger that strained his powerful muscles, reminding him that his lust had made him, a once arrogant warrior, nothing more than her captive & her slave.’ ….Poor Guy. He missed his chance.

‘He was a tall, handsome man—incredibly handsome, Glynda thought, amazed. It had never occurred to her that an enemy could appear comely to her eyes. It would have been more appropriate if he had been old & ugly, his hooded eyes glinting w/ blood lust, his scarred lips pulled up in a mocking leer. Instead he was young, w/ strong, well-chiseled features & dark, fine hair blowing gently in the wind.’

‘He was only vaguely surprised when the copper strip moved so easily, encountering only scant resistance from the bones & muscles of the man’s neck. The man’s eyes widened for a moment in horror & pain. Philip stared into their depths w/ a sudden surge of exhilaration. He was only half-surprised to realize it was possible to feel a thrill of pleasure in killing.’ ….Hero got prison-raped. *fail horn* 🙈

‘No—not Philip. Not the man she had loved so passionately & loved still, the man whose skillful, demanding hands had played hungrily over the surface of her longing flesh. She couldn’t bear to think that he, too, was part of the inhuman madness sweeping this land that man dared to call holy.’

‘He was surprised how sharp & clear the first stars looked in the twilight blue sky above him, surprised that in the hour of his peril he could still find time to notice them. Yet perhaps it was not so surprising after all, he reminded himself with a shudder. Perhaps it was the last time he would ever see them.’

‘What if he had been wrong about her after all? All right, the girl was a whore—she admitted that herself—but was it really fair to condemn her for it? After all, who had taught her to be a whore in the first place? If she was a slave to her passions, who had first awakened them? Who had first roused her to the very sensuality that now seemed so threatening to him?’ ….Dude’s really NOT GETTING IT. 🙄

—“Was that why you became a whore? So you could suck more & more men into that greedy body of yours?”
—“My God,” she gasped, gaping at him in amazement. “You are a fool.” This was the man she loved & would always love, but not even for a moment did that love blind her to what seemed to her an incredible density of mind. “Do you seriously think any woman enjoys being a whore?”

‘As she tried frantically to push him away from her, she suddenly became aware of the rose still clamped tightly in her fingers, its lovely petals now crushed & torn from her desperate exertions. In a last frenzy of terror & despair, she reached upward & drew the sharp, thorned stem harshly across the skin of his face.’ ….Lol. Nice one, girl. 🌹 Prince John is always such a wannabe rapist worm.

‘It took him only an instant to thrust the aching need of his body into hers, & only an instant more to still the urgency that had been haunting his flesh for hours. It gave him no satisfaction. Damn the war, he thought bitterly as he made his way back to his empty tent. Damn the shame & the filth & the loneliness.’

“When I have done with you, who will be the ugliest then? Who will look on you again with eyes filled with lust & longing, I wonder? What man will turn toward your face & body with anything but disgust & pity?” ….Steady on, creeper! Where’s that slightly-villainous Templar hottie when you need him? 😱