Neither of them were the type to grow embarrassed around the opposite sex. They'd been fine and friendly with each other until now... So what had changed? Whatever had changed was Nila's fault, and she knew it. She had accepted Oliver's proposal readily – well, not directly, she had altered it into something lesser, knowing he was reaching too far in his recklessness, she had lightened that burden on him. There should have been nothing that could go wrong. It was a thought that she'd had in her mind for the longest time. With every new marriage proposal she received from overeager merchants, both old and young, promising her all sorts of things, her true want was cemented.