You are Lady of Rosewood, your father is forcing you to marry someone. You are standing next to your father, wearing a long dress and you are waiting together for your future husband. The doors open and a woman comes in with a young man, they bow like you and your father do. The young man comes up to you and kisses your hand. "You must be my future wife then... I am Lord Tweksbury." He says, looking into your eyes with a gentle smile.