At the Castle Keep..

Young Crownprince Tyrion was now aged to be a king. But his mother would not give him the crown, before he had married. There was plenty of young girls in the kingdom, but it seemed faith had already decided.

The prince would take off on his horse to search the kingdom for a spouse.

But he did not seem satisfied, and when night had fallen he still hadn't found her yet.

At the Baelish' House..

Lady Meredith had spend her entire evening dragging the heavy corpse of her belated housebound in the cellar. She went as deep as the resident could go, and soon she was down to the lowest room, which only she had the keys for.

She lied on the coffin for hours, relaxing. "My poor housebound. Now everything is perfect once again. Are you lying allright down there?" She laughed and smiled.

The next day she had heard rumors about the prince marriage. She would not miss the opportunity of her daughter marrying a royal. She hesitated to the castle, asking for an audience. Luckily for her, the prince was already outside and off guard.

"Morning, My Lord. I have come to you as I have a proposal." - And then she would explain the beauty of her daughter for a while, asking him to consider a marriage between the two.

"Alright. Bring her to my castle, and we will see. But heads will roll if she is not as dreamy as you described." He threatened and left to go inside the castle.

And indeed pretty Lady Elmegaard had grown to be a stunning woman. She was to be found in the garden, and soon enough her mother would come home and they would prepare for the royal audience.

A week later at Castle Keep..

"Mhm." Crownprince Tyrion looked at his possible wife, as she kneeled down before him for the throne.

"I guess she can do." He told them, and they would get up. "Bring her by the castle tomorrow, so she can move in."

They unpacked the day after at the Red Room in Castle Keep, which would be Lady Elmegaards to live in. "I have to leave now, darling." Her mother said. They both knew it would be months, maybe even years, before the two of them would meet again. Castle Keep was a long way from home.
"What do I do? I do not know this man." Elmegaard said as the spoiled child she was. Back then everyone should be clapping their hands when marrying a soon to be King.

But Lady Meredith had to leave. She had plans, as she had learned where the home of Bethany The Bastard was. And she was not coming for a friendly visit. "Bye, my child. Be good." She kissed Elmegaards forehead and left the castle.

After weeks of traveling she finally arrived at the Ol' Windmill where Bethany was a grown woman. She lured her outside in the middle of the night, making noises in front of the mill.

"You!" Bethany screamed, and tried to run away. But Meredith was too strong and Bethany had not had a decent meal for months. She was weak.

Lady Meredith kept hitting until Bethany would stop reacting. Her body lied motionless on the ground, and soon crows and rats would come to destroy the evidence of this fearful night.