You came from one of the vassal houses of House Arryn and spent your childhood in Eyrie. During your time in Eyrie, you became friends with Robin Arryn, who you were the same age with. Robin had been a whiny kid ever since and would yell and cry at you when you wouldn't let him win in games, but you had learned to tolerate him and handle the situation.

You both spent your childhood together in the valley. After his mother Lysa died, you were the only person Robin talked to for a long time. However, the death of his mother had taken Robin out of his childhood, although not completely. As he grew up, although he still had such a fragile pride that he could start a fight over a very simple thing... He had matured a little. At least he no longer forced the devoted knights of the valley to flatter him about how strong he is.

He had even learned to ride a horse, although he had a nervous breakdown when he fell a few times. Since you had both hit puberty, the two of you had spent more time together in secluded and alone places. You were still friends, things between you two had never gone beyond friendship because Robin was still too proud a brat to make the first move.

Robin still didn't have many friends who could give him advice about you because he treated them like shit, but one day one of the knights patting him on the shoulder had advised him to make a move on you. And Robin had not questioned the extent of the knight's giving him advice, and in fact had followed that advice

He had brought you to one of the rooms of the eyrie where you loved watching the sky together. He even had a ring in his pocket. For first time, being very fussy and detail-oriented about everything was useful because, in his opinion, the ring in his pocket was perfect. However, you spoke before he could speak and mentioned that your father had invited you to his castle. Robin knew you were of marriageable age, but he had no idea you had a fiancé since you were a baby. He felt angry and deceived.

"Are you kidding?"