This is a play on favorite lines. We’ll just take it a little further today. Whether from one of your writings, a movie or a book, post your favorite excerpt. Here is mine from my MS “Lady Caro’s Accidental Marriage.” Lord Huntley left England to avoid being married and Lady Caro was brutally attacked and cannot bear a man’s touch. They are now being chased by an evil Italian marquis to wants to marry Caro. This is the scene where the false betrothal they were thrown into by Lady Caro’s godmother is threatening to turn into a marriage to be performed by Lord Huntley’s cousin.
The next moment, pounding hooves and shouts destroyed the relative silence of the room. Caro’s eyes widened in fright, and she clutched his hand. “He’s here. I recognize his voice.”
Huntley brought her to her feet and held her tightly against him. “Caro, you’re safe. He cannot hurt you. I won’t let him.”
“Nor will I, my dear,” his cousin said as he patted her back.
She trembled like a blancmange, and he was afraid her legs might give way. At least she didn’t look as if she’d swoon. “Follow my lead and try to calm yourself. I will not allow him to harm you. Look at me.”
She glanced up, and he captured her gaze. “I’m here to protect you. Tell me you understand.”
Caro swallowed and hung her head. “Yes, I understand.”
He shifted slightly so that his back was to the door, and she was shielded from sight. Bending towards her, he tilted up her chin. An angry voice reached them, and he whispered, “He’ll be here in a moment. I’m going to place my lips very close to yours, but I won’t kiss you.”
Now she paled. He was afraid she’d faint. “Ready?”
It was so quietly, he may not have actually heard it.
The door swung open and crashed against the wall and bounced back. “Where is Lady Caroline?”
Huntley turned and before he could open his mouth to reply, his cousin drew himself up, and, with all the authority of a bishop of the English church, said, “I suppose you are referring to the Countess of Huntley.”
Caro’s knees buckled and Huntley grabbed her waist.
Everard sidled close to them and pressed a ring against Huntley’s hand. He took it and Caro’s left hand, sliding it on her finger. “I’m sorry.”
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