If love is the only reason to marry in your world, then your world world must be far less [she seeks a proper, polite word for it] regimented than mine. I want to marry for the highest possible alliance--the crown--and only for that. Grandmother has been putting a lot of work into my studies. They'd be wasted on the son of a bannerman or even one of the other Great Houses. But, what's divorce? [and she smiles] I'm sure you'll make a lovely marriage. You're so pretty and sweet, you'll have men falling all over themselves to be with you. [she shrugs] The rest of the grain is stored by the Great Houses and their bannermen. In times of famine, they ration it out to the smallfolk to ensure that they're well fed.

I'm not familiar with games that let you do any of those things. How would we play them? And your world lets women marry other women? Westeros doesn't. It's against The Seven Pointed Star. [and she blinks guilelessly] What's Amish?