Oh, so the poor lass was of those seasons. Though he hadn't actively been participating in social events for such reasons, it was hard to forget when trolls and tigers attacked in separate summers. "I daresay neither were your fault, don't take it to heart." He would hate to see such a pretty face be further distressed by things beyond her control.

"I've watched all of my sisters go through their own seasons, I'm not unfamiliar with its process." All of them successfully married somehow; he was the last one. "I fear it's my turn now that I've retired." His mother was certainly starting to put on the pressure, despite the fact that it was still a little early for him to be seriously looking. He wasn't even thirty yet! "Perhaps this will be our year." He raised his drink slightly in toast.