[ the wind that bites at her cheeks is sharp, but not unwelcome. anything, even freezing to death, is better than staying one more day in the Gallows, or wandering around in Lowtown where her senses are assaulted with memories of King’s Landing.

(someone may have mentioned that this could be dangerous, but Margaery isn’t exactly sure what that means to her anymore.)

clumsy, stiff fingers gently brush stray strands away from her face, with the palm of her hand wrapped so she won’t have to see the bright green of her anchor - as harmless as it appears to be, the color of it is a little too close and familiar for a heart still aching for impossible distance.

despite her more reserved nature, there’s a genuine thread of simple joy lighting up her expression every time she finds an elfroot, and it’s almost enough for her to forget that there are threats lurking in every corner. almost. ]

I’m most grateful you allowed me to come with you.

[ not even the shock of death can shake her upbringing out of her bones, as Margaery finds herself slipping on her court persona easily even in strange company. while she can hold her own when it comes to charm and smiles, though there’s a distinct lack of knowledge on her part that makes her tread far more carefully, speak softly and rarely, and it isn’t long before she’s gracefully molding herself into a wallflower so she can make her great escape to the gardens.

it feels safer out here, even as she’s shivering under her simple finery, stubbornly ignoring the lure of warmth as she inspects every work of botanist art that somehow manages to survive this frigid temperature. she’s longingly glancing at the frozen reflecting pool when she realizes she’s not alone, and deftly replacing her vulnerable expression with something more subservient, almost expectant. ]

Forgive me. I hadn't thought to expect company out here when it's so cold.

[ her smile is gentle, small - whether because of the mask that rests on her face or out of respect for the quiet where they are, it’s unclear. ]

( taking Margaery right from her death in S6E10 of Game of Thrones. pls feel free to pm to plot for something more specific as well. c: brackets & prose both welcome! )