Isabel's breath hitched, and he gave her a worried glance to find her tearing up again, only not with laughter.
"Isabel, are you in pain?"
She shook her head, then wiped at her eyes. "No, my lord."
"Then why the tears?" He didn't understand ladies. A moment ago she was fine. Now she had tears again.
"I wouldn't expect you to understand."
And she was unwilling to explain, which confounded him all the more. "I might," he replied. How was he going to deal with a woman's moods every day?
Laethan remembered promising his grandmother that he would at least be civil and polite to the ladies she had planned to invite all those many months ago. Little did she know he’d been an admirer of this lady’s for the past three-and-a-half-years.
"While I have only been gone a few weeks I think it fina
