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A fresh wave of pain ripped though him and he let himself feel it, more than he ever had before, until it overwhelmed him. "God, I cannot bear this pain." 'Cast your pain on Me. Let me bear it.' Aladdin imagined Jesus hanging on the cross, in horrible pain. Yes, Jesus knew about pain and betrayal. Aladdin's pain might not go away completely, but he could let God carry his pain...God would bear the pain for him if he would cast it on Him. Aladdin lay across his bed and felt a strange sense of peace wash over him.

A fresh wave of pain ripped though him and he let himself feel it, more than he ever had before, until it overwhelmed him. "God, I cannot bear this pain."

A fresh wave of pain ripped through him and he let himself feel it more than he ever had before, until it overwhelmed him. "God, I cannot bear this pain."

And now Magdalen, the girl he had thought was so sweet and beautiful, the girl he imagined would love to marry him if he would have her, was thrilled she would not have to.

Be careful. If you feel you are in danger, come to me. I will protect you.

At the same time, the thought of Gisela suffering at Ruexner's hands sent ice water through his veins, along with a stab of guilt. If Gisela should suffer pain or distress at Ruexner's hands, it would be his fault. Ruexner had only taken her because of his hatred for Valten. " God, I must save her. I must not fail.

But I do care. The truth is, I love you.

But in her heart she truly believed she was a better lady than Lady Dorothea ever was. Was it wrong to think she was nobler in her heart than the true nobleman's daughter?

Even a dozen soldiers couldn't make her feel as safe as Valten could.

Everyone will say I'm insane, but I don't care, Rose. Is it insane to marry the girl I love? A girl with golden brown hair, with gifts of beauty and goodness and storytelling?

For a moment in time she had been a lady, someone who was wanted...

Gisela looked more frightened now than she had before-frightened for him rather than for herself if he read the expression correctly. He looked her in the eye. I won't let you down. I will save you.

Gisela. She was beautiful and easy to talk to. And unlike Rainhilda, she didn't prattle on and on about things Valten didn't care or know anything about. She talked about horses-a subject he was quite comfortable with. And he always thought a love of horses was sign of gentleness and good character.

He bent lower to whisper in her ear," I love you, queen of beauty and love.

He considered telling her that she could, and often, if she married him.

He had danced with fair maidens before, but Odette was different. She was graceful and beautiful, but there was something in her eyes and in the things she said, an intelligence and a boldness that belied her quiet demeanor.

Her jaw was firmly set, but her lips... her full, perfect lips were slightly parted in an expression that matched the vulnerability in her eyes -frightened yet determined. His heart skippeed a beat, and he swallowed the lump in his throat.

His hands wrapped around her upper arms, holding her gently. "You are even more beautiful when you dance.

If you die fighting, I want to die fighting with you.

I'm proud of my carefree behaviour [...] I am boisterous, when I choose to be, and simply because I don't behave like a wan and fainting female who has not a thought in her head except try to attract an eligible suitor [...] I shall not conform to how you or anyone else tells me I should behave. I am answerable only to God.

I should like the woman I choose to be very honest, generous, and to have a sincere faith in God, rather than mindlessly following the rules.

I will come back for you as soon as I can." He stared at her, running a hand over his short beard. "I was about to promise you that I will get back, but the truth is, I could get captured by my uncle and his men. Many other things could happen, and I don't want to leave you.

Magdalen's eyes were wide and her mouth hung open. She was so sweet and beautiful. She would make a wonderful margrave's wife. Avelina had already made up her mind that the margrave had not killed his brother. She simply could not believe anyone who was so particular about who he was going to marry, and who seemed so concerned about orphans, could have done such a despicable thing. At least, she hoped not.

Only the most passionate, forthright kind of love would ever induce her to enter the confining state of matrimony.

Only the most passionate love could ever induce me to marry.

Or as Gabe had done, to rescue your betrothed from some evil force. That appealed to him. But he'd yet to find a damsel in distress, oppressed by evil and in need of rescue.

Precisely. You are a man of great character yourself, are you not? Wishing to show kindness to the poor, a man of godly ideals in every way of your life?" "I try to be." "Then a woman of good character will be very attracted to you, will consider you a wonderful potential husband, even if she does not show it." Avelina had to swallow the lump that rose in her throat. " She will count herself fortunate to have secured your good opinion.

Promise me that if you get a chance to escape without me, you will do it. He won't kill me. Go find your men and come back for me." His eyelids and brows lowered. " You don't know me very well or you wouldn't say such a thing. I won't leave you.

Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18

Ruexner chuckled and put away his knife. Gisela kept her eyes on Valten. Even though her bottom lip trembled, she still looked like the bravest woman he had ever seen.

Ruexner will pay dearly for this," Valten promised, speaking to no one in particular, but imagining he had the fiend's neck between his hands. If he dared hurt Gisela...

She had never been in love before. She'd tried to save herself the pain, but all her pretending and hiding the truth from herself had not saved her at all. And even though this love was painful, it was worth it to remember how the sight of him and the sound of his voice had made her heart beat faster, that feeling of wanting what was best for someone else, even if it broke her own heart.

She was so lovely, it hurt his chest to gaze at her, especially knowing she was courageous and clever too.

She whispered, "Even with a broken hand, you are the knight I'd most want and trust to rescue me-and I know you can do it. You are the boldest, bravest, most noble knight in the Holy Empire.

We can depend on the assurance that God cares about us and is always with us.

We were only children, Steffan. God forgives us for being careless and not knowing what to do. We'll never be able to be good enough to make up for what happened. I guess we have to accept that God's grace is sufficient.

What had his life meant? All his success, all the tournaments he'd won...they were like dust and ashes. Meaningless. Without Gisela, his life was meaningless.

Why could he not have chosen some other woman? Why Avelina? But he knew why. It was because she had seemed good and kind and had expressed her thoughts without any false pride or pretense. He had admired her forthrightness and her compassion. And although he had never thought of a wife with strong opinions was a good thing, he actually found he liked her opinions-or at least admired her for having them. He wanted to get to know her, to know everything that was in her heart. He wanted to marry her and, surprising even himself, to love her.

You are brave and strong and good, noble and kind. I love you and I think you're...

You have every right to be free, Miss Langdon. No one is denying you that. But freedom is only valuable if you use your freedom wisely.

You must let God’s love heal you.

You should not give your heart to someone who hasn't asked for it. You never know who may fall in love with you, or who you may come to love, if you are sensible and stop being so focused on one man.