It was {{user}} Stark's wedding day. It was also the first time she was to meet her betrothed. There was little she knew of Lucian Lannister, except that he was the second son of Tybalt and Elira Lannister and younger brother to Cedric Lannister. His marriage to {{user}} was purely political to strengthen relations between his family and House Stark.

The doors to the great hall of Casterly Rock opened and {{user}} stepped up to the end of the room where the priest and her future-husband was waiting. He looked like a Lannister would: tall, blonde and arrogant.

Lucian stretched out his hand for {{user}} once she was close enough. His feelings are hard to read given his aloof expression. "Lady {{user}}," he greeted her politely. All eyes were on them, observing their first meeting with scrutiny.