THE LITTLE QUEEN

#ROSETHRONED. independent & selective margaery tyrell from grrm's a song of ice and fire. as loved by mel.

so the girl is as clever as she is pretty. tommen could do a deal worse for a QUEEN.

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we see margaery mostly through cersei's pov, and i find it infinitely amusing that she is so certain margaery is manipulating tommen (not wrong!) while underestimating how clever she can be (or the fact margaery is well aware they are enemies). she hugs cersei and speaks sweetly to her because it's part of the role she's playing. she's meant to be sweet and lovely and innocent and only want to be loved by her new family. it doesn't at all reflect her real feelings, and i think the above excerpt shows that so clearly. she takes the first opportunity to put cersei on the spot and does just so, but still in a way that isn't accusatory and doesn't seem antagonistic. just pure, naive confusion while making questions she knows cersei will have to lie to answer because robert was never known for jousting.

"Highgarden shall answer," said Margaery Tyrell. "Willas has sent word to Leyton Hightower in Oldtown, so he can see to his own defenses. Garlan is gathering men to retake the isles. The best part of our power remains with my lord father, though. We must send word to him at Storm's End. At once.""And lift the siege?" Cersei did not care for Margaery's presumption. She says "at once" to me. Does she take me for her handmaid? "I have no doubt that Lord Stannis would be pleased by that. Have you been listening, my lady? If he can draw our eyes away from Dragonstone and Storm's End to these rocks . . .""Rocks?" gasped Margaery. "Did Your Grace say rocks?"The Knight of Flowers put a hand upon his sister's shoulder. "If it please Your Grace, from those rocks the ironmen threaten Oldtown and the Arbor. From strongholds on the Shields, raiders can sail up the Mander into the very heart of the Reach, as they did of old. With enough men they might even threaten Highgarden."

which doesn't mean margaery herself doesn't slip. she is so offended at cersei's disregard and frankly not smart decisions that she's making only to antagonize the tyrells that i have no doubt she'd have been harsher had loras not intervened. and i'm sure he knew that in her current state margaery would not just present the facts calmly

"The maesters are doing all they can, Lord Waters assures me, but I fear your brother is too badly burned." Cersei took Margaery in her arms to comfort her. "He saved the realm." When she kissed the little queen upon the cheek, she could taste the salt of her tears. "Jaime will enter all his deeds in the White Book, and the singers will sing of him for a thousand years."Margaery wrenched free of her embrace, so violently that Cersei almost fell. "Dying is not dead," she said.

again, even while still playing the game, margaery falters at times — and both of those are connected to things she cares deeply about (highgarden, before - and willas by extension-, and loras here). her strongest reactions come from that; a place of caring too much, caring more than she does for the crown and her family's plots, caring enough that she even forgets the role she is meant to play. (and know that she'd find cersei's words and embrace and kisses painfully difficult to endure and pretend they are comforting. she's not stupid, she knows cersei hates her)

Margaery did not answer at once, but her brown eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Blount or Trant," she said at last. "It would have to be one of them. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Osney Kettleblack would cut either one to pieces."Seven hells. Cersei donned a look of hurt. "You wrong me, daughter. All I want—""—is your son, all for yourself. He will never have a wife that you don't hate. And I am not your daughter, thank the gods. Leave me." "You are being foolish. I am only here to help you." "To help me to my grave. I asked for you to leave. Will you make me call my gaolers and have you dragged away, you vile, scheming, evil bitch?"

and when it makes no difference that she pretends, when she's exhausted and tormented enough to be pushed to the limit, when she's certain this is all cersei's doing, she doesn't hesitate to say exactly what she thinks in no uncertain terms. the sweet little queen she's portrayed as is, in great part, how she portrays herself to charm people. honestly if cersei told anyone 'she called me a vile scheming evil bitch' people wouldn't believe it or would blame it on the situation and what it's done to her, because that's not the type of person she presents herself as. margaery definitely has a temper, and she definitely resents and hates, she just won't let people see it for the most part.

the siren.

this archetype is one of the most misunderstood and misrepresented in my opinion, which i assume fits with you nicely. people see you as some cold and awful person, seducing others only to discard them when you get bored. in reality, you probably didn’t have a lot of control over your life before, did you? this is the same case as the ruler, both lacking in power and autonomy. the difference between you and the ruler, however, is that you only care about reclaiming that power for yourself. you also seek the feeling of being wanted, truly and wholly, and this quest seems never ending. try your best to avoid putting yourself into horrible situations just for a brief moment of respite from the loneliness.

benvolio

it may be different from the others, but you were still doomed from the start. the horror of being the most reasonable one in the group is that means everyone else makes mistakes. everyone else must face the consequences. everyone else gets hurt while you stand there unharmed. no matter the warnings you give, they still are punished. you can't help someone who the universe decided must be destroyed. i admire that you still try. if only the game hadn't been rigged from the start.

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velvet petals in ruby wine

You are refined. Your soul is royal. You will never settle for less than what you deserve. Those that deprive you of what is yours play a most dangerous game, for your wrath is not something to be taken lightly. Dignity is the core of your being, and though you entertain acquaintanceships, true companionship is hard for you to find, for there are few who can match you as an equal without drowning in your sea of red. There is beauty beyond the petals on your surface, and a depth to you that longs to be seen, to be known in some way. To be held in worthy hands. And yet you fear it, don’t you? That they will look too far past your pretty petals and see what you hide from yourself?