I am currently reading The Lions of Al-Rassan by Guy Gavriel Kay, which is my favorite.
The problem was, she kept wanting to laugh, which made it difficult to cling to outrage."You are in grave trouble if you happen to get sick on this campaign," she said grimly. "Did no one ever warn you not to offend you doctor?"
"Many people, many times," Ammar admitted ruefully. "I'm just not a responsible man, I fear."
"I am," said Rodrigo cheerfully. "Ask anyone!"
"Only," she snapped over her shoulder, "because you're terrified of your wife. You told me so!"
Ibn Khairan laughed. A moment later, so did Belmonte, his color high. Jehane crossed her arms, refusing to smile, scowling at the both of them.
She felt extraordinarily happy, though.