this soul of mine will never break ❁ return

[Margaery]

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[color=#000000]"Maarit, two things... News of your death reached your father's ears rather quickly and you may be forced to make some excruciatingly difficult choices soon. Secondly, nobody but you and I can know of our bargain, do make sure that our secret is preser-"

Selene, who had been communicating mentally with Margaery, abruptly cut herself off as Cooper's words filled the air. The chocolate point would turn to him in disbelief, having a hard time wrapping her brain around his fury. She had been expecting anger, skepticism... but not from Cooper of all people. Was it really so hard to believe that she had returned to them? That she had been granted a second chance at life? Another thousand, maybe more, years? [color=#b14767]"Cooper, love," Margaery began quietly, quelling the feelings of rage that rose in her own chest. The monster inside of her was straining at its confines suddenly. All it would take was a lapse in mental strength and it would be upon them all. [color=#b14767]"I promise that it's me. I'm not a skin-changer or a shapeshifter... I'm Margaery Emilia Mikaelson and I just want to see my children. I don't even know what their names are... please... You have to believe me."

She glanced towards Radeken and Roy in that moment, thankful that the former had defended her in some strange way. [COLOR=#b14767]"I swear on my life that it's me," She assured, blinking stormy-gray eyes. At their inquiries, she sat back a second and simply contemplated. Margaery knew that she couldn't reveal the bargain she had made with Selene, so how else did she explain that the one thing that should have killed her had proven to be unsuccessful?

[color=#b14767]"Well you see, I've got quite the silver-tongue. Somehow, someway, I managed to talk myself back here. Ancient spirits quite enjoy a good show, and the moment I began crying over the fact that I'd never get to see my mother or father again... they were all too keen to return me to my proper place. Do I feel bad about lying to them? Not particularly, but they can't exactly rip me away again," She explained nonchalantly. Admittedly, a part of her was perplexed that one: she could not feel Suiteheart in any capacity and two: that she still felt close to anything with that knowledge. The bond should have reestablished itself the moment she returned to life unless her wife was purposefully blocking it and if that was the case, Margaery shouldn't have been able to feel anything. Strange.

Shifting her weight, the vampire permitted a frown to bloom upon her face. [color=#b14767]"How's Suiteheart? Where's Suiteheart? I.." She trailed off, [color=#b14767]"I can't feel her."