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July 10, 2025 at 8:34 AM
“I tried to send ye back twice before. And I thank God ye wouldna go. But if it comes to a third time—then promise me you will go back to him—back to Frank. For that is why I spare Jack Randall for a year—for your sake. Promise me, Claire?”

“All right, I promise.”
July 4, 2025 at 8:19 AM
“Claire, ye know what it cost me to do this for you—to spare Randall’s life. Promise me that if the time should come, you’ll go back to Frank.”
July 4, 2025 at 8:19 AM
"I dinna expect anything to happen to me. But if it should, If it does, then I want there to be a place for you; I want someone for you to go to if I am … not there to care for you. If it canna be me, then I would have it be a man who loves you.”
July 4, 2025 at 8:19 AM
“I’m honest enough to say that I dinna care what the right and wrong of it may be, so long as you are here wi’ me, Claire,” he said softly. “If it was a sin for you to choose me … then I would go to the Devil himself and bless him for tempting ye to it.”
July 4, 2025 at 8:07 AM
Would he ever forgive me? My heart clenched like a fist at the memory of the knowledge of betrayal in his eyes. “How could you ask it?” he had said. “You, you who know …” Yes, I knew, and I thought the knowing might tear me from Jamie as I had been torn from Frank
July 4, 2025 at 3:40 AM
“You may have your choice, Claire. Him, or me.” The candle flames danced in the polished metal as he turned the knife slowly. “I cannot live while he lives. If ye wilna have me kill him, then kill me now, yourself!” He grabbed my hand and forced my fingers around
the handle of the dirk.
July 4, 2025 at 3:40 AM
“Jesus God, Claire! You’d try to stop
me taking my vengeance on the man who made me play whore to him? Christ, Claire!
July 4, 2025 at 3:40 AM
“If you kill Jack Randall now, then Frank … he
won’t exist. He won’t be born. Jamie, you can’t kill an innocent man!”

“Frank is an innocent man! I don’t care about Jack Randall—”

“Well, I do!”
July 4, 2025 at 3:40 AM
“Jamie! For God’s sake, Jamie, listen to me! You can’t kill Jack Randall because I won’t let you!”

He stared down at me in utter astonishment.

“Because of Frank,”
July 4, 2025 at 3:40 AM
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June 28, 2025 at 3:42 AM
“The White Lady,” he murmured. “She is called a wisewoman, a
healer. And yet … she sees to the center of a man, and can turn his
soul to ashes, if evil be found there”
“Jesus H. Christ,” I said, turning back to Jamie. “Did you ever
hear of La Dame Blanche?”“Um? Oh? Oh, aye, I’ve … heard the stories
June 28, 2025 at 1:41 AM
“What I want to know is who in bloody hell is La Dame Blanche?”
“La Dame Blanche is une sorcière.”

“A sorceress?” I said incredulously.
June 28, 2025 at 1:41 AM
“Hello,” I said softly, one hand over the butter y wings that beat inside me"
June 26, 2025 at 8:38 AM
“Kill me? God, if I found you wi’ another man, I’d kill him.” He
paused, and one corner of his mouth quirked wryly.
“Mind ye,” he said, “I’d no be verra pleased wi’ you, either, but
still, it’s him I’d kill.”

“Typical man,” I said. “Always missing the point.
June 26, 2025 at 8:24 AM
"what would ye do if I had lain wi’ a whore, Sassenach? Slap my face? Order me out of your chamber? Keep yourself from my bed?”

I turned and looked at him.

“I’d kill you,” I said through my teeth
June 26, 2025 at 8:23 AM
“Well,” I said, “when one’s husband comes home covered with
bites and scratches and reeking with perfume, admits he’s spent the night in a bawdy house, and …”
“And tells ye at-out he’s spent the night watching, not doing?”
“You didn’t get those marks on your leg from watching!”
June 26, 2025 at 8:18 AM
“I wouldna suppose a gently reared young lady such as yourself would be familiar wi’ an alternate meaning for the term soixante-neuf?
“I’ve heard the term,may I ask just where you encountered that particular interesting number?”
June 26, 2025 at 8:14 AM
“Madame, Monsieur, I am ashamed,” he said, low-voiced but
distinct. “I am unworthy to be in your employment, but still I beg that you will not dismiss me.”
June 25, 2025 at 7:51 AM
“Madame!” he said in a urgent whisper. “Madame! I promised the master that I would see you safely home each day, that I would not allow you to associate with undesirable—”
June 25, 2025 at 7:30 AM
"his name is really Claudel, but we decided that didna
sound verra manly, so he’s to be called Fergus instead. A suitable warrior’s name, that.”
June 24, 2025 at 8:14 AM
“What was your father’s name, Sassenach?” he asked.
I had to think for a moment to remember.
“Henry,” I said. “Henry Montmorency Beauchamp. Jamie, I am not having a child named ‘Montmorency Fraser,’ no matter what.
I’m not so keen on ‘Henry,’ either, though it’s better than Lambert.
June 24, 2025 at 3:53 AM
“And, Sassenach,” he whispered, “your face is my heart.
June 24, 2025 at 3:37 AM
“So my heart was broken. Went home to Scotland and moped about forweeks, until my father lost patience wi’ me.” He laughed. “I even thought of turning monk over it. Said to my father over supper one night as I thought perhaps in the spring I’d go across to the Abbey and become a novice.”
June 24, 2025 at 3:35 AM
“May I present my wife, Your Majesty—my lady Broch Tuarach.”
June 21, 2025 at 3:36 AM