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𝐌argaery 𝐓yrell ([personal profile] molineux) wrote in [community profile] allthisshitisweird 2021-05-12 04:03 pm (UTC)

[ there's sincere gratitude in Margaery's expression, certainly, as she leans down to accommodate Petra's reach, and perhaps a smile of acknowledgment when the other woman can't see. ]

Thank you, my lady.

[ to be carted into this world by wildfire, only to be frostbitten here, seems a fate perfectly cruel enough to be designed by the gods - or the Maker, as she's learned. but the added cloak immediately lends far more warmth, carrying a whiff of the pleasant smell Margaery's come to associate with Petra - a gentle, flowery perfume of some sort. just one more summer-child shiver, before it ceases entirely. ]

I always felt more at ease in my own court because of all the knowledge I managed to accumulate over a lifetime. [ stated agreeably, without a hint of self pity or self deprecation; an explanation for what she might be doing out here, rather than remaining indoors. ] But I know I will adjust, in time.

[ she knows Petra to be a busy woman, and seizes this opportunity to ask - ]

Do you remember what your first such gathering here was like?

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