tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029 Edward Burr Edward Burr 2013-04-28T16:37:56Z tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:20194 2013-03-29T23:00:19Z 2013-04-28T16:37:56Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Twenty-Five<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/20194.html#cutid1">All of Faith’s nerves vanished as she stood before the vicar with Edward.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=20194" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:19824 2013-03-29T23:00:16Z 2013-03-29T23:00:16Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Twenty-Four<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/19824.html#cutid1">Edward barely dared to let himself breathe.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=19824" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:19647 2013-03-29T23:00:14Z 2013-03-29T23:00:14Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Twenty-Three<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/19647.html#cutid1">The few lingering doubts Faith had possessed as to whether or not Edward had been behind Mister Clay’s letters to her were answered at once.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=19647" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:19385 2013-03-29T23:00:12Z 2013-03-29T23:00:12Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Twenty-Two<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/19385.html#cutid1">It was late in the evening when they reached Plymouth. The port town was not asleep in the slightest.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=19385" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:19047 2013-03-29T23:00:09Z 2013-03-29T23:00:09Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Twenty-One<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/19047.html#cutid1">'You'll need to leave tonight,' Joseph said almost at once upon entering the room where Edward and Martineau had spent the evening.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=19047" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:18935 2013-03-28T06:53:39Z 2013-03-28T06:53:39Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Twenty<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/18935.html#cutid1">Read more...</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=18935" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:18548 2013-03-28T06:50:28Z 2013-03-28T06:50:28Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Nineteen<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/18548.html#cutid1">The four men sat together in an upstairs room.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=18548" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:18194 2013-03-28T06:47:13Z 2013-03-28T06:47:13Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Eighteen<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/18194.html#cutid1">Edward made it only four steps into Heather Grange before a hand caught his arm.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=18194" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:17975 2013-03-28T06:44:28Z 2013-03-28T06:44:28Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Seventeen<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/17975.html#cutid1">Joseph all but threw himself off his horse as soon as Luke York, the Farley family’s groom approached him.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=17975" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:17826 2013-03-28T06:41:39Z 2013-03-28T06:41:39Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Sixteen<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/17826.html#cutid1">Joseph looked around the street as he walked down the path.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=17826" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:17531 2013-03-23T01:05:32Z 2013-03-28T06:41:00Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Fifteen<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/17531.html#cutid1">Little Lucy, named for her captain’s daughter claimed years ago by scarlet fever, was a trim, small cutter.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=17531" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:17278 2013-03-23T00:19:13Z 2013-03-23T00:19:13Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Fourteen<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/17278.html#cutid1">The travel to Dublin and then to the little parish who hours north of it proved blissfully quiet.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=17278" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:17139 2013-03-22T23:21:53Z 2013-03-22T23:21:53Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Thirteen<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/17139.html#cutid1">The name Bird of Heaven was, in David’s opinion, more than little ambitious for the small schooner.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=17139" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:16891 2013-03-22T22:19:07Z 2013-03-22T22:19:07Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Twelve<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/16891.html#cutid1">December the third, 1802</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=16891" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:16617 2013-03-22T21:45:27Z 2013-03-22T21:45:27Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Eleven<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/16617.html#cutid1">Rebecca gave her brother her best, sweetest smile when he called on her after his day-long ride with Joseph.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=16617" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:16317 2012-12-17T04:41:52Z 2012-12-17T04:41:52Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Ten<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/16317.html#cutid1">'You know, dearest, in all your explanations, arguments, counter-arguments, and caveats, there are three words I have not yet heard said.'</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=16317" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:15928 2012-12-17T03:33:59Z 2012-12-17T03:33:59Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Nine<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/15928.html#cutid1">By the time Edward left the Long residence, it was raining.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=15928" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:15786 2012-12-17T02:47:54Z 2012-12-17T02:47:54Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Eight<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/15786.html#cutid1">Remy knew he would not see Edward again, be written to, or have any indication other than silence as to the other man’s decision.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=15786" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:15385 2012-12-17T01:58:46Z 2012-12-17T01:58:46Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Seven<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/15385.html#cutid1">David closed his eyes as he leaned back against the divan in the rooms his parents let to him and his wife.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=15385" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:15166 2012-12-17T00:41:51Z 2012-12-17T00:41:51Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Six<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/15166.html#cutid1">For a week, Edward found himself arranging furtive meetings with Remy.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=15166" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:14977 2012-12-13T04:23:24Z 2012-12-13T04:23:24Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Five<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/14977.html#cutid1">For three days, Edward tried to both explain and not consider the way Remy had kissed him.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=14977" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:14631 2012-12-13T04:20:22Z 2012-12-13T04:20:22Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Four<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/14631.html#cutid1">In social situations, Jean-Remington Martineau was not particularly fond of formality.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=14631" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:14492 2012-12-13T04:17:48Z 2012-12-13T04:17:48Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Three<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/14492.html#cutid1">Colette Astin felt she had excelled.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=14492" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:14192 2012-12-11T03:02:10Z 2012-12-11T03:02:10Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter Two<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/14192.html#cutid1">Joseph Clay tried to fight against the returning of his senses.</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=14192" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-22:1175029:13967 2012-12-11T03:02:01Z 2012-12-11T03:02:01Z public 0 The Price of Peace<br />Book Three<br />Chapter One<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">(&nbsp;</b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://morethanhonour.dreamwidth.org/13967.html#cutid1">'I'm going to be married to the girl I love...'</a></b><b class="cut-close">&nbsp;)</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=morethanhonour&ditemid=13967" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments