It's A Sin To Hate, And For

Go And Change Your Gown, Mary," Daniel Interjected. "i'm Partial To Gold. If You've A Gown In That Color, Wear It To Please Me. If Not, White Will Do Well Enough. I'm Wedding You, Lady Mary." Lord Daniel Ferguson Caught Lady Mary Before She Hit The Floor. He Wasn't At All Irritated That His Intended Had Just Fainted Dead Away, And He Actually Let Out A Full Burst Of Laughter As He Swept Mary Up Into His Arms And Held Her Against His Chest. "she's Overcome With Gratitude, Alec," Daniel Called Out To His Friend. "aye, Daniel, I Can See She Is," Alec Answered.

Still, They Were Two Thorns From The Same Thistle. Their Tactics In Terrorizing Innocent Ladies Were Identical. Their Behavior Was Downright Sinful, But What Made It Even Worse Was The Fact That Neither Warrior Seemed To Realize The Effect He Had On Others.

Listen, You. Don't Threaten Me. I Could Make Your Life A Nightmare. He Put His Hand In Front Of Her Face And Unfolded Three Fingers As He Said, I'm F-b-i. She Smiled. It Wasn't The Reaction He Expected. You Want To Talk Nightmares? She Said. She Put Her Hand Up To His Face And Unfolded Her Three Fingers. I'm I-r-s.

If You Get Yourself Killed, I'll Find Your Grave And Spit On It," She Threatened.

Lady Madelyne Had Sealed Her Own Fate. She'd Warmed His Feet.