Who: Margaery Tyrell, open
When: December 21
Where: Outside the new arrivals apartments
Format: Paragraph
What: Girl in a wedding dress chilling outside the apartments.
Warnings: None. Well, ASoS spoilers.
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The blanket was sadly ineffective at keeping out the cold. )
Eventually they found their way to the small apartment Renly was sharing with his brothers, although thankfully the other two Baratheons were not present. Seeing the place only hardened Margaery's resolve to ensure that Renly found a more pleasant place. I am thinking as though I've already accepted this fate. "We shall have some money to start with, at least," she said, pointing at the jewels adorning her neck and arms and the pearls that lined her dress. "This is one benefit of being abducted the day of one's wedding."
I cannot go home, she repeated to herself, wondering if that would make it seem more real. She would never spend a lazy summer day in the expansive gardens of Highgarden again. This Anatole still seemed so much like a dream; if she had not had Loras with her, she would have thought it one.
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"Yes, Stannis had mentioned something of the sort. My poor dear, set to marry Joff of all people. I am sorry," Renly continued, giving her a fond smile. "Though I do suppose you have your choice of husbands, now, since we are both here. Of course you are welcome to stay here, if you wish to."
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He would always love her brother first. She had accepted that long ago. She would never be Joffrey's wife, but she would not be Renly's wife here either, the one he professed to love before the eyes of the Seven. They had been so young, then, and all three of them had agreed upon this sham and willingly made their sacrifices. She did not want to make those sacrifices now.
She laid a hand gently on his. "But in its stead, I would be happy to continue this alliance between Highgarden and Storm's End."
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Well, he did love her. Just more as a friend than a wife, to be honest. But he was pleased with her decision, in any case, though he did not know what he and Loras would yet do in this strange new city.
"As would I, my lady," he continued, and that smile grew broader.
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But this moment saw Margaery thread her fingers through Renly's as she smiled brightly in return, feeling a surge of hope run through her. She could begin anew here, bask in that bit of freedom highborn girls never had. Her worth was not based on the man she married; instead, she would carve her own path through the world. Associating with the wrong sort would not risk her life. Loras would return soon, and she would be with two people she loved.
It was not a perfect life, but it would be a bearable, and perhaps even enjoyable, one.
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