"I don't belong in this century," he said softly. "Everything I was honoured for in my own time is what makes me hated and feared and cursed today. And yes, history has passed me by. I've slept for centuries at a time when the world has become too much for me."
Carrick stood and stepped quickly forwards, He caught Russell's strong, handsome face between his hands, his thumbs caressing the other man's cheekbones.
"And I love you, Russell. Please don't ever doubt that."