Lady Amelia Lannister is the youngest daughter of Lord Tywin Lannister, and is suddenly torn between her family or following her heart's desire. Will she survived the deadly game of thrones?
(NOTE- I created the character, Amelia Lannister, and Hun...
The day of my wedding was here, but we had to wait until nightfall, and I was woken up early, my maids came in with my gown.
It was a beautiful white satin gown with red and gold at the back, showing that I'm a Lannister.
There was also lace in front of the dress, my hair was tied up. I even wore my new necklace, than there was a knock on the door. One of my maids answer the door, and there stood my father with something in his hand.
I got up dismissed my maids. I turn my attention back to my father. I ran over to my father and gave him a hug.
"It's good to see you again father." I said. "You as well, I got you something," he said and reveal a small crown in his hand.
"Oooh father, you shouldn't have."
"You're my daughter, and a daughter deserves the best on her wedding night."
"Thank you."
He slid the crown into my hair and place the Lannister cloak on me, and held out his arm. I took his arm and he lead me to my soon to be husband. It was cold outside, yet it kinda look so pretty with the lights.
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There I saw Lady Stark with her boys behind Robb, and Robb was watching me. I felt every lord's and lady's eyes on me, I felt my father grip my hand, telling me to be brave.
Then I saw, Hunter, who was looking at me, he had no expression. Soon, we approached Robb, and my father had to asked the question.
"Who comes before the old gods on this night?" Lady Stark asked.
"Amelia of House Lannister, promised here to be wedded, a women grown, true born, and noble. She comes to beg the blessings of the old gods. Who comes to claim her?" my father asked.
"Robb of House Stark, heir to Winterfell and future Warden of the North. Who gives her?" Robb stated.
"Tywin of House Lannister, Warden of the West."
"Lady Amelia, will you take this man?" Lady Stark asked me.
I breathe in. "I take this man."
"Lord Robb, do you take this women?" my father asked.
"I take this women." he answer.
My father took off my cloak, and I felt the cold wind blowing on my shoulders, I try not to shiver. I could hear soft whispers in the back of me, as they eyed my dress from the back.
They saw the gold and red, and they thought I would wear gray and whatever colors are here. Soon, Robb placed his House's cloak on my shoulders carefully.
