watch its fire burn into the floor — Margaery

[Margaery]

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[color=#b14767]"I suspected somebody would be around here soon," She observed softly, [color=#b14767]"Though I didn't know who, exactly, that somebody would be. I appreciate the concern but I'm..." Why Margaery decided to pause mid-sentence, she did not know. She was left standing there, blinking dull copper eyes at the cleric and wondering why she had been about to lie to her. Obviously she was not fine. If she had been, Rin wouldn't be here, attempting to coax out her feelings. She wasn't kidding anyone with her lifeless smiles or her general indifference  either. Her facades had been reduced to ruin - just like she had - and her silver-lined words and charisma weren't enough to save her from the notice of the public eye.

Bast had really done it in on her then.

[color=#b14767]"I'm..." Margaery attempted again, though her voice only managed to catch in her throat. She took a deep breath, steadying herself. [color=#b14767]"I'm not fine." Finally, an ounce of truth had been uttered. [color=#b14767]"This whole thing with my pregnancy and Bastilleprisoner... it's really destroying me, Rin. He told me that I was a monster... that I just ruined the lives of my children. How am I supposed to live like that? How am I supposed to bring more children into this world when all I'm going to do is destroy them? I.. I don't know wh- I don't know what to d-do," She continued, her voice progressively growing softer and more laced with sadness, with desolation. [color=#b14767]"You know what the worst part is? I don't even know what I did. He simply chose to start hating me one day... it was completely out of the blue."

Her face contorted slightly, reflecting the inner turmoil that brewed beneath her skin. She was devastated. Destroyed. An absolute wreck. [color=#b14767]"I'm sorry... I.. I don't want to burden you with this... It's something that I guess I..." She paused, [color=#b14767]"It's something I have to live with now."