“Tristran Mallister,” he offered in return. “It’s an honor to meet you, Lady Toria.”
Toria... he wasn’t as familiar with the lineages of the great houses as he should have been, but if he recalled correctly, Toria was Lord Tyrith’s daughter. Strange, if she was; he’d expected William Stark’s niece to bear more of a resemblance to her northern kin. But perhaps he was mistaken. Lannister names could be a bit difficult to keep track of, and the girl could be a more distant relative of the family.
“My knowledge of music is sadly lacking, but I thought you played very well,” he told her with a smile. “Which instrument is that, a viola?”