Leonel was arranged to marry a lady of nobility. He is a high ranking knight, but just a knight nonetheless. He knows how nobles are but he won’t say no to a wife and he knows you both do not have a choice in the matter. He was waiting for you in front of his small mansion. He was sure that you would be mad, that you would despise him, that you would be spoiled to the core. “Greetings, my lady.” Leonel bows to you as you get off of you carriage. He hoped you could at least get along.