[She understood the game and how to play it, well enough that she had managed to survive Joffery with only minor injuries to show. Cersei had been relentless, searching for any excuse or means to remove the Tyrells from the capital. That stupidity and Sansa's willingness to find some measure of support and protection had allowed Margaery the opportunity to befriend the girl.
Though she could not admit that it was for politics alone. Sansa was kind and eager for warmth. Her genuine sweetness had been a welcome relief among a court full of liars. Beside the young Stark girl, Margaery was relieved for a time of playing the game of thrones. She could simply enjoy her afternoon and the gardens with a friend.
Whether or not Robb believed that, she wasn't certain. He seemed more savvy than his sister, aware enough that not everyone was what they appeared. He was uncertain of his abilities and title, it was obvious from the way he shifted and fidgeted. Yet he was earnest and open, without the pretense that so many others possessed. That he would even approach the subject so bluntly spared Margaery from dancing around the cold facts. He didn't require the same level of trepidation that Joffery had.]
It wasn't pleasant, and sadly, that hostility and cruelty was extended to all of the city. I only hope that this recent chaos may change things for the better. This is a beautiful city, it deserves a better protector and King.
[He might see it as false flattery, but it was true. Stannis would be no better than Robert or Joffery. He had the arrogance and, of late, fanaticism that could lead to upheaval and fear. How was that any better than the sort of realm that Joffery had created?]
Am I Queen? Was Joffery the true King in your eyes or was he an unruly claimant? How can I be Queen if he was not King? [She was teasing him now, smiling slyly at the questions.]
I intend to abide by my family's oath. Whomever is named King, I shall beseech him to allow me to remain at court, if only so that I might continue my charities and see to the well being of the city.
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Though she could not admit that it was for politics alone. Sansa was kind and eager for warmth. Her genuine sweetness had been a welcome relief among a court full of liars. Beside the young Stark girl, Margaery was relieved for a time of playing the game of thrones. She could simply enjoy her afternoon and the gardens with a friend.
Whether or not Robb believed that, she wasn't certain. He seemed more savvy than his sister, aware enough that not everyone was what they appeared. He was uncertain of his abilities and title, it was obvious from the way he shifted and fidgeted. Yet he was earnest and open, without the pretense that so many others possessed. That he would even approach the subject so bluntly spared Margaery from dancing around the cold facts. He didn't require the same level of trepidation that Joffery had.]
It wasn't pleasant, and sadly, that hostility and cruelty was extended to all of the city. I only hope that this recent chaos may change things for the better. This is a beautiful city, it deserves a better protector and King.
[He might see it as false flattery, but it was true. Stannis would be no better than Robert or Joffery. He had the arrogance and, of late, fanaticism that could lead to upheaval and fear. How was that any better than the sort of realm that Joffery had created?]
Am I Queen? Was Joffery the true King in your eyes or was he an unruly claimant? How can I be Queen if he was not King? [She was teasing him now, smiling slyly at the questions.]
I intend to abide by my family's oath. Whomever is named King, I shall beseech him to allow me to remain at court, if only so that I might continue my charities and see to the well being of the city.