To Highgarden

Highgarden, the Capital of the Reach and seat of the Tyrells, is a beautiful castle, surrounded by lavish rose gardens and hedge mazes.

As you enter its boundaries, you are greeted with the beautiful smell of those roses, and the beautiful sight that it Margaery Tyrell. Next to her are her gallant brothers Garlan and Loras, both renowned knights. Next to them is the eldest, crippled Tyrell son, Willas. Finally, you see Mace Tyrell, Lord of Highgarden, and his elderly mother, Olenna.

“My Lord Tyrell, it is a pleasure to be here.” You say, announcing yourself.

“The pleasure is all mine, your grace!” Mace Tyrell seems like an oaf, and probably is. It is his mother, Olenna, you need to watch out for.

“Lady Margaery, Ser Garlan, Ser Loras, it is a pleasure. I haven’t seen you in a while, Willas! And you must be Lady Olenna, my lady.” You and Willas have known each other for a while, often sending letters to each other about horses, which you have a mutual passion for.

Before anyone else can speak, Olenna steps forward “Jaehaerys Targaryen. I knew your father. And your grandfather. I almost married a Targaryen. Why are you here?”

You are taken aback by her bluntness, but you answer truthfully. “I am searching for a worthy Queen. Lady Margaery, would you do me that honour?”

“Yes, Your Grace!” Margaery smiles, clearly not expecting this request so soon.

“I.. I agree to this match wholeheartedly, Your Grace.” Mace adds “Come then, perhaps a feast is in order?”

“Very well.” You say, taking Margaery’s arm.