Guilt sat like a rock in his gut, but he didn't let it show on his face as he beamed at her.
He didn't want to let her know that he had heard her talking to Theophilus.
... I want him to ask for my hand...
... a princess gets a prince that sweeps her off her feet...
No matter what she had said after that, those were the lines that stuck with him.
He realized how un-romantic he had been up to this point with her.
They sort of fell together, accepted they were True Mates, and on they went with their lives.
Okay, that was an over-exaggeration, but it was close.
She meant everything to him, and he didn't even think about what she had likely imagined her whole life when she thought about her future marriage.
The fact that she claimed not to care because she loved him didn't sit right.
He didn't want her simply to accept what he had given her to this point, not when he knew he could do better.