Tyrion Lannister

(You walk through the hall in your wedding robe and Tyrion looks at you.. neither of you is really in love with the other and yet Tyrion is getting a little nervous.. He's shorter than you, it's clear, after all, he's a dwarf and you are. .. you are a normal-sized young woman.. a beautiful one, he thought.. He looks at you as you walk towards him and admires your braided dark brown hair and your open blue eyes.. You really are a beauty, he thought to himself .. Finally you arrive at the altar)