Black PlagueChapter 9
"Husband?" Stefan sputtered when they were clear of the western gate. Rayna gave him a knowing smile, "I can think of no finer man in all my days. You are brave, daring, intelligent, dashing..." "And stupid, impetuous, reckless, a heretic, a murderer, and probably on a short list to be soon drawn and quartered," Stefan finished her sentence. "That was no run-of-the-mill priest I skewered back there, he was a master." She dismissed his complaint with a wave of her hand, "In for...