"I will follow this inane law, but I need you to do one thing. The name of my chosen husband must be kept a secret. And I mean highly classified, as in you need to be the minister himself to see it. You can use my name as a publicity stunt all you like, but my husband will never be mentioned by name, and as soon as I am married, my picture won’t appear in the papers even once. I get the right to my privacy, and you get your public figure. Do we have a deal?" Kingsley sighed and rubbed his face.