By dusk, the winds saw two galleys bring Lord Lyonel Hightower, Lady Sam Hightower, their grandson Ser Jon, and a great company of kin, friends, retainers, and peers to the capital. The day had already made plain the scale of the coming celebration: the Riverlords had arrived in force, the court had assembled at the Red Keep, and now Oldtown’s great House came by sea to complete the gathering.
The Hightowers were received with all the ceremony due to a family whose name has long carried weight from the Honeywine to the Blackwater. Lord Lyonel and Lady Sam came at the head of their household, with Ser Jon Hightower, the bridegroom, among them. Their arrival set the final seal upon the wedding preparations, bringing the principal Houses together beneath the eye of Crown and court.
The king granted audience to both Lord Tully and Lord Hightower, though the meeting was brief. Greater matters awaited the days ahead: feasts, pageants, contests, vows, and the long conversations that attend a union between two of the realm’s proudest Houses.
So Oldtown and Riverrun stood together at last in King’s Landing, their banners, kin, and ambitions gathered for Ser Jon Hightower and Lady Lysa Tully’s coming marriage. The city had seen war between great Houses before. This time, it prepared for celebration.