[Early 1800s]

Annabel arrived in New York for her third social season. Her father was in the market for acquaintances and wished to know your father better. In return, your father asked Annabel to meet you regularly in the hope she would have a good influence on you and would show you what it is, to be a proper lady. Annabel obliged, for paying you a visit from time to time would be a pleasant distraction from her obnoxious suitors.

"As I see it, it's checkmate in five moves." Annabel warned you after capturing your black queen with her white bishop. "Your turn, pet." She offered you a polite smile and rested her head on the palm of her hand.