Peter stepped out of his home to get a better look at the young couple. Their clothing screamed that there was trouble looming in the air. It was easy to point out that they both came from well-off families.
Peter sighed. "Listen, I know you young folk have one dance and you feel certain you are in love, but marriage doesn't need to come this fast. Take time to dance with each other or go on a walk. Think it over before you disturb me. Go on."
"We've known each other our entire lives. Will you marry us or not?" Tyrion asked, placing his foot so the door couldn't close.
Peter stared at Tyrion, getting a sense of familiarity. "I've seen you before. Where have I seen you before?"
Peter scratched his head, trying to place where he had seen the young man before. It was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't get it out.
