She wept with shame for her lack of will and with fear for a love she couldn't control.

Royce's eyes narrowed in discouragement at the thoght of having to sing to jenny. his deep bariton voice would surely bring every hound for miles to yap and nip at his heels.

Some people feel love in their hearts, Julie. Some of us feel it all way into our souls. We're the ones who can't forget.

If I had a hundred kingdoms, I would trade them all for you, my dearest love. I was nothing until you.

Either give me your hand, or end it now, and put us both out of our misery

I do not believe that grief is ever so great that it can not be contained within.

Behold your new mistress, my wife," he pronounced, "and know that when she bids you, I have bidden you. What service you render her, you are rendering me. What loyalty you give or withhold from her, you give or withhold from me!" -Royce Westmoreland