PLAY THAT SONG ★ horse lessons

[Margaery]

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Margaery would confess, it was not the allure of the lesson that brought her to the small group but rather, her natural gravitation towards the Latin language. Perhaps she was still that little child eager to practice it with her uncle deep down and thus, saw Hazel as a vessel to her childhood, a living embodiment of the good parts of the language. She had once despised it, despised it just as she did her parents and the rest of her family for abandoning her after filling her head with silly promises of eternal love... But she was trying to embrace it once more - embrace everything actually. Her recent encounter with Caroline, as bloody as it had turned out, had shown her that that was the least she could do.

The chocolate point would blink a few times, gradually returning to reality to discover that she had absently seated herself and trained her vision upon Hazel. Idly, she wondered if either of her two clanmates present noticed that she had once more traveled deep into her mind, momentarily lost in thought. If they had... well, she hoped they didn't ask her about it. Like Hazel, Margaery certainly had some skeletons in her closet - some even Suiteheart didn't know.

[color=#b14767]"Accendus sum, my mother once had a mare. It'll be interesting to learn more about the species," Margaery offered, behaving as if she hadn't just slaughtered her mother in a fit of god-knows-what the night before. No, it hadn't truly sunk in yet, the extent of her actions. [color=#b14767]"Titio non videtur," She laughed, looking briefly in Arion's direction. He certainly was a high-spirited being, proud too. The dynamic between he and Hazel never ceased to amuse her.

(accendus sum - i'm excited
titio non videtur - he seems chipper)