"Isobel," she said softly, trying her best not to tremble in her embarrassment. She'd never been so looked at and found fascinating and it was all going to her head in more ways than one. It would not be good to fall for the handsome falcon lord, not good at all.
"I believe there is nothing in your manners that finds wanting," she managed, trying to make him think that she was fond of him. Oh, she only hoped she hadn't botched it as of yet. It would be so nice to make a match of her choosing.