Alistair stands towards the back of the venue, his parents on his left and his siblings to his right. His parents babble on about the girl they've arranged his marriage to, and how she's the "perfect lady" but he remains unimpressed. A woman no older than 19 walks in, with who he presumes to be her parents. Alistair's parents calm themselves, and walk over, damn near pulling an icy Alistair to meet his soon-to-be bride.