Oh, There Was A Wedding All Right.

Take Pride Away From A Man And You Might As Well Run A Knife Through His Heart.

Courting Is For Those Who Have Not Declared Their Love For One Another- Should Not Be Considered A Task.

I Am Not A Poor Child, Lady Eleanor," Madelyne Announced, Letting Her Anger Sound In Her Voice. "duncan Won't Marry You. He Won't Sign The Contracts. He'd Have To Give Up His Greatest Treasure In Order To Marry You." "and What Be That Treasure?" Lady Eleanor Inquired, Her Voice Mild. "why, I'm Duncan's Greatest Treasure. He'd Be A Fool To Give Me Up," She Added. "and Even You Must Know That Duncan Is Anything But A Fool.

Your Trying To Take Them Away From Me, And I Can't Let You Do That.i'm Not Ready To Let Go." "exactly What Am I Taking Away?" "my Family." "brenna..." She Wouldn't Let Him Continue. "you Are Trying To Take Them Away, Aren't You? And If You Succeed, What Will I Have Left?" "me.

He Shrugged. "i Was...thinking." "about What?" "the Fires Of Purgatory." She Had To Sit Down. He Wasn't Making Any Sense Now. "what Does That Mean?" She Asked. "patrick Told Me He Would Walk Through The Fires Of Purgatory If He Had To In Order To Please His Wife." She Went Over To The Bed And Sat Down On The Side. "and?" She Prodded When He Didn't Continue. He Stripped Out Of His Clothing And Walked Over To Her. He Pulled Her To Her Feet And Stared Down To Her. "and I Have Only Just Realized I Would Do The Same For You.