Have your coachman take you to the Luxe Royale, one of the fanciest hotels in London.
From Create Your Own Story
You already hate London so there's no reason to make the experience any more unpleasant than it has to be. You order your coachman to take you to the Luxe Royal, easily among the top ten most luxurious hotels in all of London, leading to the saying 'if the King and Queen didn't already have a house in London, they'd stay at the Luxe Royal'. You usually hate the aristocratic types found in such hotels but the beds are so very soft and you are already fantasizing about drawing a hot bath in one of their grand ivory bathrooms.
You arrive at the gate and have the porter begin moving your bags inside, rain beginning to fall in ugly fat droplets. You easily procure a room with your easily recognizable name and in no time you have the key heading for the lift. The doors open and out steps a strikingly handsome young man with electric green eyes that dart to yours with assured confidence. He is young, perhaps three or five years your junior, but with an air of casual superiority that sets him among the privileged elite. His dark black hair is smoothed back and his suit is impeccably neat; a sharp contrast to his worldly rebellious eyes. He smiles, almost approvingly before leaving the lift and stepping past you and heading for the door and a waiting carriage. You step into the lift and as the doors close you can see him getting into his carriage, watching you from the cab.
