#scots

We have been told to ask about everything: Will it leave us free? ↗

— Ben Robertson

#scots-irish #southerners #freedom

I've bled for you. I've killed for you. I've held you in my arms and done my best to make love to you. I'd give my life to protect you. Now I sit beside you, askin' you to trust me. ↗

— Pamela Clare

#scotsman #life

Making love with you is even more wonderful than making music." He drew her closer. "Och, Sarah, you _are_ my music. ↗

— Pamela Clare

#scotsman #love

Though this marriage is a sham, what we share tonight will be real, my lady. I said I'd treat you wi' the same respect I'd show my own true bride, and I meant it. I'd no' be able to call myself a Scotsman if I let you walk across this threshold. ↗

— Pamela Clare

#romance #scotsman #marriage

Though his countenance was solemn, there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Major MacKinnon, won't you join us?" "But, my lord, he is clad in outlawed rebel attire. The Dress Act expressly forbids--" "I am not blind, Colonel, and I am familiar with our laws." Sarah fought back a smile. Colonel Haviland lowered his voice, leaned toward Uncle William. "He was invited to pay respects to your niece, my lord, and he has the gall to--" "I _am_ payin' my respects to the lass!" Connor's deep voice filled the room, cutting Colonel Haviland off altogether. ↗

— Pamela Clare

#scotsman #respect