He was sitting not far away, watching me, and I surprised a smile on his face, the first real smile I had ever seen him give, a smile that curved and softened the tight mouth, and warmed the ice-cool eyes; a smile that brought the blood to my face and made my heart turn over.
Juliet MarillierHis thoughts inhabit a different plane from those of ordinary men; the simplest interpretation of that is to call him crazy.
Juliet Marillier