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[COLOR=#b14767]"Then welcome to the family, darling, we're happy to have you," Margaery lightly responded, the faintest of smiles appearing upon her lips. Family. This was her family. Not her father's. Not Caroline's. Not even her grandparents' who had been its original founders. No, she got to decide who could and couldn't carry the Mikaelson name. Who was worthy and who was not. After being controlled by her 'loved ones' for centuries, she was not shy in admitting how liberated she felt with that newfound ability. Luna would make a fine addition to the Mikaelsons anyways, as would her children if they, too, took the name.
But the brief joy she had found in Luna's agreement to join the family was short lived, interrupted by Bastilleprisoner's arrival and his pointed accusation. In that moment, as she gazed upon him and all of his anger, she felt as if he truly did want to kill her. A little bit of her broke at that realization. [color=#b14767]"You ignore me for days and then have the audacity to accuse me of something you know I wouldn't do? Bast... I've lived on this godforsaken earth for a thousand years and I have never sired another fucking vampire. So in short, I've done nothing to her but offer my guidance. If you have a problem with that wel-" A sudden wave of sadness cut her off, causing tears to collect in the corners of her eyes and eventually spill over her cheeks. She was done pretending like he wasn't hurting her with his treatment of her. [color=#b14767]"You're acting like my father... ready to kill anything that infringes upon what's 'yours'. I'm sorry..." She paused once more, breathing suddenly labored, nausea enveloping her form with little mercy.
She was appreciative of Luna's attempts to fix the situation but she doubted that Bast would be so easily swayed. It felt like he was going to hate her forever for the innocent 'crime' she had committed. [color=#b14767]"I'm s-sorry, Luna," She said quietly, voice breaking, [color=#b14767]"If you need anything, you k-know where to find... where to find me."
And with that, she left, breaking under the weight of this god awful situation.
[COLOR=#b14767]"Then welcome to the family, darling, we're happy to have you," Margaery lightly responded, the faintest of smiles appearing upon her lips. Family. This was her family. Not her father's. Not Caroline's. Not even her grandparents' who had been its original founders. No, she got to decide who could and couldn't carry the Mikaelson name. Who was worthy and who was not. After being controlled by her 'loved ones' for centuries, she was not shy in admitting how liberated she felt with that newfound ability. Luna would make a fine addition to the Mikaelsons anyways, as would her children if they, too, took the name.
But the brief joy she had found in Luna's agreement to join the family was short lived, interrupted by Bastilleprisoner's arrival and his pointed accusation. In that moment, as she gazed upon him and all of his anger, she felt as if he truly did want to kill her. A little bit of her broke at that realization. [color=#b14767]"You ignore me for days and then have the audacity to accuse me of something you know I wouldn't do? Bast... I've lived on this godforsaken earth for a thousand years and I have never sired another fucking vampire. So in short, I've done nothing to her but offer my guidance. If you have a problem with that wel-" A sudden wave of sadness cut her off, causing tears to collect in the corners of her eyes and eventually spill over her cheeks. She was done pretending like he wasn't hurting her with his treatment of her. [color=#b14767]"You're acting like my father... ready to kill anything that infringes upon what's 'yours'. I'm sorry..." She paused once more, breathing suddenly labored, nausea enveloping her form with little mercy.
She was appreciative of Luna's attempts to fix the situation but she doubted that Bast would be so easily swayed. It felt like he was going to hate her forever for the innocent 'crime' she had committed. [color=#b14767]"I'm s-sorry, Luna," She said quietly, voice breaking, [color=#b14767]"If you need anything, you k-know where to find... where to find me."
And with that, she left, breaking under the weight of this god awful situation.
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