Chrysabelle smiled slightly, in a polite way but without showing much real emotion. She was much better at hiding her emotions than she was at faking emotions she didn't feel. "It's nice to meet you as well, William," she murmured, politely taking his outstretched hand. Inwardly, though, she was cringing. She didn't really know him well, just like she didn't really know most people, but she'd certainly heard of him. He was pretty well known around the court. He was considered popular and was friends with a large portion of the court. Exactly the kind of person she had been hoping she wouldn't be betrothed to. Once she was his wife, he'd probably drag her out to all kinds of parties and social events that she'd spent her entire life trying to avoid. Not to mention if he ever did discover her secret, with how many people he talked to on a regular basis, the information would undoubtedly be all around the court by the nest morning. How could her parents have ever thought this would be a good match for her?<br/><br/>She was all too aware of her parents' eyes on her, so she forced herself to make the smile a bit more convincing, although it was hard to do. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you," she added demurely. Then she turned to greet her future in-laws. After all, she was going to be seeing a lot of them. It was even common for young couples to live with the husbands family for a while after they got married, although she hoped to avoid that. So it seemed like a good idea to establish a good relationship with the Ashgroves. "It is a pleasure to meet you as well, my lord and lady," she offered, curtsying in a formal greeting.