Catherine simply couldn't stop smiling. Her hands touching William's, his dark eyes looking at her lovingly, and the idea of spending the rest of her days with him, it was all so perfect she could not ask for more. With a sigh, she looked at him one more time, taking in every change he had gone through. Yes, he had changed quite a lot, both physically and mentally, but it did not matter. As long as he was still her Will, nothing else mattered.<br/><br/>When he told her they should talk about their courtship, Catherine nodded meekly. It felt good to have him take charge, and to follow him for a change.<br/><br/>Raising one of William's hands, she kissed its palm and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I'm sorry, love", she apologized softly. "You know me, always trying to look ahead. But I trust you to correct me when I do so."<br/><br/>With a pause, she considered everything that courtship ensued. She had never allowed any man to court her, naturally. Yet, she had friends being married in the past few years, and they had told her everything. Yet, she felt the need to let William take charge, once again. He was, after all, a man, and no longer needed her to lead him - maybe he had never actually needed, she considered.<br/><br/>"I believe you would court me in here, with father around? I know very little about such matters, so you will have to teach me, darling."