One corner of his mouth crooked up, then the quirk vanished in a thoughtful pursing of his lips. "He's bisexual, you know." He took a delicate sip of his wine. "Was bisexual," she corrected absently, looking fondly across the room. "Now he's monogamous." Vordarian choked, sputtering.
Lois McMaster BujoldThe dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them.
Lois McMaster BujoldThere was no limit to what one man might do, if he gave all, and held back nothing.
Lois McMaster Bujold