"Asher Stark! Is that really you?! By all the gods you look much older than when I last saw you, what have you done ate an entire farm-house! No, nevermind to skinny for such a feat, but so tall! Growing into that Stark blood you are." 

Asher Stark recently married 20 year old turned around and quickly spied his great-uncle and a smile spread across his face. "Hello Uncle, thank you! I hope you are enjoying the party."

"Of course I am! You know me my boy, and I know you to, I see that jewel you gained from this marriage Har! Very pretty lass."

Asher blushed and turned sighing when he saw two Kingsguard Knight's standing beside him. He nodded to them and bid his Uncle a farewell to look for his new wife.
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"Don't you just love weddings Lord Syler? Splendid little things they are." Syler, from his position at the far right looked and smiled curtly at the man. 

"Of course! They are simply dazzling with the many colors and scents, and entertainment. I can't possibly think of -anything- i'd rather do with my time." A sarcastic note was in his voice and it caused quite a few party-goers to turn and frown at him. He was in fact a dull affair to any party, but as Master of Whispers he was of course invited. He looked over at a serving boy which nodded at him and pointed to the King. Syler scrunched his face and watched the young looking King walk across the floor, the missing bride was one of the first thing he noticed.