Dilara Tyrell walked through Kings Landing followed by her sister Margaery and her brother Loras. Dilara wore a gorgeous baby blue silk dress that dragged along the ground, Dilara was fifteen years old and her skin was flawless. She had long curly brown hair that had been braided into a bun and she had mysterious dark blue eyes. Dilara sighed before beginning to read a book she was holding, Margaery looked at her sister who was reading as she walked
"Dilara!" Margaery hissed snatching the book from Dilara's hands. Dilara glared at her sister who was 16 years old and in Dilara's eyes, was the most annoying person in the world. Loras chuckled, Dilara looked up to see a huge castle getting closer and closer to them
"What do you think King Robert wants?" Dilara asked her brother
"Well he said it was about you, so I don't know... he does have a son your age, he might be requesting marriage" Loras suggested
"His son is a pig..." Dilara mumbled under her breath
"Well they've just taken the Iron Throne from Targaryen's, so Joffrey will be the next king after King Robert" Loras said as they began to walk up the stairs to the castle. Dilara gulped, what if King Robert wanted her to marry his son?
The grand doors to the Baratheon's castle slowly opened revealing a large crowd of lords and ladies who turned their heads to look at Margaery, Loras and Dilara. They began to make their way through the crowd to the front. Dilara looked down as they reached the front, there stood King Robert sitting on the Iron throne with his wife Cersei beside him with their children on the other side of the Iron Throne.
"House Tyrell it is lovely to see you again" King Robert said, Dilara looked over at her mother and father who were standing beside her
"It is our pleasure your grace" Dilara's father said bowing, Dilara watched as he family got down on one knee bowing to King Robert, she did as he family did.
"Rise" King Robert commanded, the Tyrell family rose and looked at King Robert and his family "As you know I called you here for a reason to do with, Dilara" King Robert commanded. Joffrey looked at Dilara with harsh eyes that seemed to be looking into her soul, Dilara gulped glancing at Joffrey "House Baratheon would like to ask permission for your youngest daughter Dilara to marry our eldest son Joffrey" King Robert said. Dilara felt her knee go weak, she looked at her father
"It would be our honour to marry our Dilara into the Baratheon family" her father said. Dilara closed her eyes and fell to the ground. Gasps went through the crowd
"Dilara!" Margaery yelled running to her sister's aid, Loras ran over too. Joffrey looked at King Robert uncertain of what to do, Dilara opened her eyes
"Sister! Are you alright?" Loras asked as he helped Dilara up. Dilara gulped as she slowly stood up fixing her dress, Margaery looked at the Baratheon family with embarrassment as she stood up slowly.
"Then it is settled, Joffrey and Dilara shall be married" King Robert announced, Dilara gulped looking at Joffrey nervously.