♔ ┊ ` lady margaery. ◞
The lady Margaery was raised to be wise, and she was familiar with a woman’s subtle and even mischievous antics, especially being that she was one who hosted similar behaviour among the many. She questioned the abrupt approach and eagerness to bond, as she did with most royal members before truly getting to know them. Nevertheless, those thoughts were set aside, if only to follow suit and do her best to get to know the family she would soon join. Eyes lowered momentarily as she felt the soft touch on her hand, and a kind smile curled across her lips in response. ❛ You’re so very kind, Princess — Or, rather … I suppose I shall call you sister now . ❜ Her subtle grin turned into one more genuine and she let out a soft laugh as her shoulder playfully pressed against the woman’s.
❛ I was sorry to learn of Lady Myrcella’s move away from home . ❜ That matter, Margaery expressed genuine empathy toward. She was one who favoured family above all, and loved her own with the entirety of her heart. Losing her brother would truly devastate her, and the look in her eyes evidently painted the saddening thought that now took priority in her mind . ❛ …. I feel comfort with Loras nearby. Although we have had our own duties in life, no – we have not parted in ways you have from your sister . I can only imagine the space it has left in your heart . ❜ Returning a physical touch, she stretched her free hand to rest on her wrist. ❛ Perhaps spending more time in her favourite places would bring you comfort rather than pain, with time of course . Or with company . Have you asked one of your brothers to accompany you here ? Surely they must feel a loss as well. ❜ Her words did not speak truth. Although she had yet to get to know Tommen, Margaery was well aware of Joffreys cold heart, but she would always speak highly of her soon to be husband. ❛ In any case, I will be happy to spend the time with you , anytime you need . ❜
❛ MY HEART IS WHERE SHE GOES . I WORRY FOR HER SAFETY IS ALL . ❜ the touch startles her , brought from the thought of existence / without myrcella , alone in protecting tommen . fingers skim over the other’s hand , divulging in food for thought . alas —- replacements , there are none for her sister : dear , sweet &. pure . no one can fill this gap , not even tommen or mother . o , lure me with promises of companionship , love . but i am incomplete now , fragmented parts of me belong with her . ❛ I’M AFRAID NOT BUT MAYHAPS , I WILL . ——- I THANK YOU FOR YOUR GENEROSITY . ❜
eyes blink from their glassy resolve —- pluck’d emotion , withdrawn like a stag scampering in the forest —- lips now embarking on a dry smile , seemingly unperturbed . she drifts back into the pace of their steps and silence stretches a moment long , before she clears her throat. ❛ i must say , joffrey and you seem to have gotten along quite well . the king is quite taken with you . ❜ a chuckle escapes her lips and she winks . let the rose think him a smitten fool . ❛ are you satisfied with my brother as your betrothed ? ❜













