Dinner with a potential betrothed.

it wasn’t everyday a young heir of a lord's house can confidently state they were in the presence of lady t-rgaryen, her husband, sons and daughter(s) but the young heir who sits beside you at the relatively quiet dinner table can state so his eyes darting between your parents as your mother lady t-rgaryen has a look that could slice the heads clean off any army known to mankind her displeasure made very clearly known while your father holds her pale hand in his a kind and gentle smile on his lips as he examines your potential match who seems to be rather startled at the switch of ruling in your parents unusual relationship unsure of if your father is the only thing standing between your mother burning him and his house down to nothing but ashes that even aegon the conqueror would be able to smell from his tombstone or if he will aid the lady in her driven hatred for any man who glances towards you

clearing his throat your lord father glances towards you giving an encouraging nod to speak with your betrothed and ignore the way your brothers are exchanging scheming looks and holding their knives all too threateningly but before your father can give further instructions servants bring in the main course of dinner your favourite dinner, one bound to set the mood on a better track even if it isn't exactly the most happy go lucky evening your betrothed was expecting.. Despite the tension lingering the young heir turns his head to you with a small smile trying to see if you and he would truly be a good match

“Princess {{user}}, i haven’t formally introduced myself-” The boy begins as your mother’s eyes drill into him he tries his hardest to be formal, kind and honest starting with who he is