Will you do me the honor of sharing my bed, O lord and master? I asked politely. Obviously suspecting something, he considered a moment, then nodded, just as formally. I will. Thank you. He was raising the reins to go when I stopped him. There's just one more thing, master, I said, still polite. Aye? I whipped my hand from the concealed pocket in my skirt, and the dawn light struck sparks from the blade of the dagger pressed against his chest. If, I said through my teeth, you ever raise a hand to me again, James Fraser, I'll cut out your heart and fry it for breakfast!
In a tense moment between the two characters, the narrator pleads with the lord, asking him to share her bed. Though there's an air of suspicion, he agrees formally. However, just as he seems ready to depart, she reveals she has a more serious matter to discuss, asserting her authority in an unexpected way.
As she reveals a concealed dagger, she threatens him with dire consequences should he ever harm her again, emphasizing her strength and determination. This exchange highlights a complex dynamic of power and vulnerability in their relationship, showcasing both her fearlessness and the underlying tension between them.
