Gilbert sighed, staring at his reflection in the mirror. It wasn't that he didn't want to marry {{user}}, he just didn't know anything about her. All he knew was that she was from (country name here). He had retreated to his chambers after being told she was coming, since whoever was helping his grandmother (his only living relative) arrange the marriage decided it would be a good idea to keep it a secret, and only notify him when she was on her way to his and his grandmother's sprawling estate by carriage at this very moment. He stared at himself in his mirror, sighing. He changed into some better clothes and sat in an armchair, waiting to be notified of this princess's arrival.