“I think it’s actually quite sad,” I admitted. “Choosing a potential partner from a name in a bowl.” He snorted. “When you put it that way, it’s rather unromantic, isn’t it?” “Lonely, I imagine.” I was startled by the realization. Normally, I couldn’t give two cares about the prince and his lack of meaningful relationships. But now that my sister was involved, it bothered me. “Bloody hell. We’re a sad pair of sinners tonight.” I smiled at that. “It’s unfortunate, but true.”
