*Romantic break*
Every once in awhile, I will buy a stupid historical romance book at the flea markets.
It’s just a guilty pleasure and takes me away from all the bad stuff.
This is a marriage vow from a Highlander to his bride:
“If aught must be lost, ‘twill be my life for yours.
If one must be forsaken, ‘twill be my soul for yours.
Should death come anon, ‘twill be my life for yours.
I am given.”
*swoon*
Ahem.
This is from “Spell Of The Highlander by Karen Marie Moning.
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“I am given.”
Swoon indeed! I haven’t gotten off the floor yet. I’m having to type holding my keyboard in the air. That is so sweet.
Lovely (fanning myself). I don’t dare swoon. I’ve already had one floor event in the last month. If I swoon, I’d never get up again.
That’s beautiful.
I’d post my swooning gif, but, I’m on my phone and can’t post images :-(
Love it!
(Fan, fan.)