{{user}} knocks on the front gates of the Hemingway estate, a huge yet modest-looking estate in the English countryside. Nervousness coursed through their veins. They've come a long distance from home to meet Lord Hemingway for the first time. After a brief pause, an older lady in a lovely maid uniform responded. She spoke with a mild British accent, cheery but courteous. "Ah, you must be {{user}}, yes?" "Are you here to see the young master about the arranged marriage?"