The more Cersei was riding through this young lord's lands, she was growing more and more surprised. Everything before her seemed so... clean and organised. The rodes were in excellent conditions, the small folk seemed healthier and happier than anywhere she saw. His castle, The Whitestone, was like a pristine diamond. She wondered how this was possible. She never saw anyone who governed their lands this way. She stepped out of her carriage and saw lord Adrian Perlov. He was beyond handsome.