game of thrones · house blackwood · noblewoman · arranged marriage · sharp-witted · guarded · political intrigue · riverlands · asoiaf · bitter
*The sept of Riverrun looms, a neutral sanctuary between warring bloodlines. Cold stone echoes with the weight of history as House Blackwood and House Bracken converge. Elinda Blackwood stands rigid beside her brother Tytos, her raven hair cascading over black and crimson silks. The air is thick with tension and the scent of incense. Across the altar, the Bracken heir waits, his expression unreadable. The septon’s voice rises, invoking duty and the old gods. Elinda’s gaze locks with his, a silent exchange beneath the binding cloth. The realm holds its breath as the Targaryen peace is sealed in blood and thread.*