“As it happens, I have a terrible weakness for books."
"What kinds of books?"
"All kinds." Her white shoulders lifted in a charming little shrug, momentarily fascinating him. "History, science, natural philosophy."
"Really?" Born and bred for action, he had never been much of a scholar himself.
"Oh, yes. The ancients. Traveler's tales. And... Gothic novels," she admitted, biting her lip with an impish twinkle in her eyes. "Ghosts and curses and such.”