The Girl Who's Always Smiling (o, joining)

[Margaery]

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[color=#b14767]"You're trespassing."

Margaery's voice was soft and honeyed, though there was no denying the dangerous edge to it. She did not take well to intruders, no, they normally became the vampire's dinner. But ever the cordial fae, she would do nothing but halt before Rosegarden, roses blooming at her paws as they always did. She had been doing some maintenance within her gardens before this, hauling some stones around using her earth elementals in some attempt to make a rather cute path for visitors to wander upon. She had only come to the flower fields for a moments break and, had she not encountered the intruder, would have returned by now to finish her task for the day.

[color=#b14767]"This is the Ascendants' territory. What is your name and business here?" She inquired, voice still so soft, so low. Her joyous mood as of late had been disrupted by recent events and Starry's unfortunate... event (she would call it nothing else but that. It hurt too much to even think of what really had happened) had taken its toll on her good spirits. She wasn't in the right mindset to be doing her job, she knew that much, but would suck it up regardless. She had to. She had to.

Rearing gracefully upon chocolate-hued haunches, the starstruck guardian would raise a metaphorical brow and await a response. As much as she despised intruders of any sort, this one didn't seem to be causing any harm. Her expression softened slightly at that revelation. You're just tired, she thought to herself, You have every right to be a bit... rougher around the edges.