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Post by margaery tyrell on Aug 25, 2014 18:05:12 GMT
no, i want to be
the queen Okay so it is pretty much established that Margaery had no idea where she was going in King’s Landing. And finding fun without her brother or grandma around was seemingly impossible at this point. Joffrey was crazy, which had long been established. And even know he was seemingly sane around her, Margaery could only handle so much of him. The woman had decided to strike out on her own for the day, which was a mistake. Clearly. She should have been paying more attention to at least one of the millions of tours she got of the place. But no, she was too busy trying to have conversations with people and charming the smallfolk and servants. You know the things her grandma told her to focus on. Margaery rounded yet another corner when she heard voices down the hall. The woman followed the voices until she spotted two men, Jamie and Tyrion Lannister. Margaery had heard stories about the imp and the king slayer. Unlike the rest of the world, Margaery always found them interesting and couldn’t wait to meet them. They were probably one of the few things she looked forward to coming to King’s Landing. Yet another thing her grandma and she had in common. Of course they were somewhat of a disappointment when she got there. Tyrion seemed tamed compared to the stories and Jamie seemed…well not like the knight she heard about. “Hello!” Margaery called out, approaching them with a small smile. “Lord Tyrion, Ser Jamie.” She gave each a small bow of her head, like she was taught. “I had heard many stories about both of you. All of which led me to believe that you two are the people to seek out if one wished to have a little fun around here.” She gave them a sweetly but somewhat mischievous smile. No she didn’t mean the kind of fun they had with whores. The girl needed to keep her reputation in tact if she was going to survive Joffrey and his crazy ass mother. Hopefully they knew that, after all Margaery wasn’t known for being a whore or anything of that sort. |
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Post by jaime lannister on Aug 26, 2014 20:49:32 GMT
there are no men
”Stop it, I’m trying to be mad at you.”
”Well you’re doing a terrible job at it.”
”I’m the one who’s going to have to listen to her later.”
”You had a year long break.”
”I was imprisoned.”
”By a woman who wasn’t our sister. I think you’re quite lucky.”
The two Lannister brothers were standing at the edge of a hallway, finally having been able to get away from rest of their family and the small counsel. It seemed like the meeting has lasted for hours.. Fortunately is wasn’t as if anyone else actually wanted to spend time with them. Well, anyone who knew them, at any rate. ”Hello!” They both turned to look at the woman as she called out to them, their demeanors switching from relaxed to poised as the Tyrell woman approached. ”Lord Tyrion, Ser Jaime.” ”Lady Margaery,” Tyrion replied with similar charm, Jaime bowing his head as well in greeting. ”I had heard many stories about both of you.” The two brothers exchanged a look. ”Here we go again.” Tyrion started them off.
”He’s not as attractive in person.”
”He’s not quite as ugly.”
”Not what you’d imagine in the ways of a traitorous killer.”
”And I’m almost certain my brother has never been possessed by a demon.”
”Is that everything?”
”I think that’s everything.”
They turned their attention back to the woman. ”All of which led me to believe that you two are the people to seek out I one wished to have a little fun around here.” Oh.. Well that was a new one. ”I’m not sure who’ve you been speaking to, but I think I like them.” Tyrion decided. He glanced at Jaime again before asking with a slight smirk, ”And what kind of fun does the lady wish to have?”
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Post by margaery tyrell on Aug 27, 2014 18:22:21 GMT
no, i want to be
the queen Lady Margaery. Margaery waved her hand nonchalantly. She had wanted to say just her name was okay but you know she had a reputation to keep up with. It just seemed so formal and really this wasn’t a formal request she had sought them out for. But again it was how things had to be unfortunately. However she just had to comment on their posture. “You two can relax, I’m of no threat to you. And I do not wish our encounter to be a tense one.” Lady Margaery gave them a sweet smile. She wanted them to know that she was a friend, not foe. Margaery had liked the stories of Jamie and Tyrion growing up. And look at her brother, Margaery wasn’t one to judge. She was probably one of the most open minded people in Westeros, to be completely honest. Something she had grown into thanks to Olenna, who was also open-minded despite her many opinions. Here we go again. Margaery gave them a confused look. Surely legends like them were used to hearing that stories were being spun about them. However she was not prepared for what came next. He’s not as attractive in person. Well actually he was. He’s not quite as ugly. No, no he wasn’t. Not what you’d imagine in the ways of a traitorous killer. Um, excuse you. Don’t assume what happens in her imagination. And I’m almost certain my brother has never been possessed by a demon. Well that’s good news, though Margaery never believed that story. Is that everything? “I hope so,” Margaery heard herself whisper. I think that’s everything. Thank the gods. Magaery cocked up an eyebrow before letting out a chuckle. Okay, so she had heard all those things and well it was really up to her what she believed, right? Though clearly none of those were the reasons she had approached them. Which they soon found out. See, it’s not good to always assume things about people and what they are about to say to you. I’m not sure who’ve been speaking to, but I think I like them. “Oh, that would be my grandma. Lady Olenna. Where she gets her information, you’ll have to ask her.” Everything Margaery knew right down to stories about these two she learned from her grandma. Well not everything. Some things she learned from her brother or father, but it was mostly her grandma. She was her protégé after all. Margaery wondered if her mother would be happy about that or not. And what kind of fun does the lady wish to have? “Oh, I’m not entirely sure. Maybe some gambling or some sort of wild adventure. Though nothing sexual, wouldn’t want to give your sister any unnecessary ammo to use against me,” Margaery stated, before quickly adding, “Don’t get me wrong, Queen Cersei is very…political…and tall.” It wasn’t a mystery that Queen Cersei didn’t like Margaery and the idea of her marrying Joffrey. And it certainly wasn’t a mystery that if anyone said anything nice about the blonde woman it would be a blatant lie. Olenna always said that if Margaery couldn’t sell a lie, then stick to the kindest truth she could say. Or just say nothing at all. However this was their sister so she felt like she should say something. Though Lady Margaery had to remind herself that the Lannisters were probably not as close as she was to her family. |
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