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The Rose of Highgarden;

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Margaery. Were our fortunes reversed -- [ seven help them both should that ever be the case ] -- would you have told your brother?

Never.

[ at once and she does mean it. ]

I would never wish to grieve any of them so. I would do exactly as you have done, sweetling and I would have thought of it as a kindness.

It was simpler to merely...be here, and be happy. [ everything is complex, now. she pauses -- hesitates. ] Would you mind coming aboard the Blue Fish for the afternoon?

You can still be happy, sweetling, I am certain of it. I told your brother much of the same.

[ she doesn't pause before continuing ]

Of course. Am I to be your guest?

You will be, should you agree. [ ... ] In so much as any one person can be anyone else's guest.

Who would be foolish enough to refuse you? certainly not I.

[ the smile is right there, in the way her voice curves over her words ]

I can leave the Windrose in a heartbeat, if you wish me.

I wish it. Please, Margaery.

[ she wants a friend she doesn't have to lie to -- or, at least, who will allow her lies if they must be told. she wants someone who will hold her hand and sing with her and maybe simply sit and sew.

she wants peace. margaery feels peaceful, to her. ]

Then we shall see each other shortly.

[ if margaery minds the shuttles, she doesn't let it show. a retching woman on the floor is the first sign of weakness and she will not let the Atroma know. she keeps the fear of the speed and the sickness to herself, steels herself for a moment when the shuttle lands before pinching her cheeks to give them color and only then climbs down.

there is a smile there as soon as she sees her, her arms spread ]

I must beg for an embrace, it has been so long.

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