I'LL FINALLY SEE A SUMMER BREEZE // open, Weekly Task 6/6

[Margaery]

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As charming as an ice cream social sounded, Margaery was a tad bit disappointed that she wouldn't be able to indulge in the 'ice cream' aspect of it. Vampirism certainly had many pros but it seemed that its cons far outweighed such, succeeding in irritating the pregnant female as she joined the group. Oh, how she would love to once more delight her sweet tooth by consuming copious amounts of ice cream. She could halfway taste it already, perplexed as to how but chalking it up as some extension to she and Suiteheart's bond. Whatever it was, it certainly didn't help her cravings. At least she was experiencing some normal facet of pregnancy though, right?

Blinking a few times, she was immediately brought back to reality upon hearing Hazel mention her name and a duet with a Luna. [color=#b14767]"If you're looking for real talent, Suiteheart can out sing me any day of the week," She extended with a casual shrug. Margaery sang because it reminded her of her childhood and of a mother who once sang lullabies to her while her father watched on endearingly. Singing, to the corporal, was her last attachment to home. To her humanity. She certainly hadn't intended to get so good at it and only really did it for herself. As selfish as it was, she needed it to maintain even the littlest shreds of sanity that she had left.

[color=#b14767]"As for facts... hm. I suppose the biggest one is how old my family is. Apparently, the first Mikaelsons began to appear over a thousand years ago," Margaery supplied casually, leaving out the minor detail involving her being one of those original Mikaelsons. She wasn't sure if she was ready to let on her true age to everyone in the Ascendants. It wasn't like she was ashamed of her affliction - not as much as she had been - but rather, worried on their own reactions. How would they yet another lie spun by her? Not well, she presumed and so, secrecy was dire. [color=#b14767]"Contrary to popular belief, my favorite flowers are sunflowers and carnations, though I grow neither. Don't ask why. I'm not counting this as a third fact or anything because it's grouped in with plants but I'm allergic to verbena, it irritates my skin to the point of burning when I touch it," She continued before sitting back upon her haunches and pondering a third fact about herself, [color=#b14767]"And finally, my eyes change color based on how... hungry I am." She supposed that that fact was more of a warning than anything else and, to demonstrate, willed the stormy blues of her eyes to give way to hard coppers. [color=#b14767]"See? And oh, I don't need any ice cream. Vampirism kind of sucks like that, thank you for the offer though."