[ sometimes, the world she's in and the world she's from collides, and Margaery can scarcely keep the childish anticipation out of her voice for the thought of excitement in the air, generous cheers and breathless silences. a clash of weapons before the triumphs.
there's a sharp tug in her heart too, for the reminder of Loras, beautiful on his mount, fierce and formidable as any. ]
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[ sometimes, the world she's in and the world she's from collides, and Margaery can scarcely keep the childish anticipation out of her voice for the thought of excitement in the air, generous cheers and breathless silences. a clash of weapons before the triumphs.
there's a sharp tug in her heart too, for the reminder of Loras, beautiful on his mount, fierce and formidable as any. ]
What is a tourney here like?