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[Margaery]

MARGAERY FOLIE-MIKAELSON

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MAKE ME QUEEN OR
I'LL MAKE YOU BLEED

[b]"Well this certainly wasn't my intention."

The words followed a quick sigh, blue gray eyes sweeping over the railroad gate with minimal interest. She was tired and distant and still incredibly bothered by her most recent interaction with her father and such showed on her face. Stress had dragged her away from the Ascendants and on an extended walk and now she was here, struggling to understand why her paws had decided to bring her to the Typhoon of all places. It was a change in pace though, and as much as she hated to admit it, the sound of the waves and jungle beckoned her in with open arms. Every territory save the Ascendants had presented her with something that intrigued her, whether that be the chill of Snowbound, the darkness of Tanglewood, or the sea and its promises within the Typhoon. They all urged her to come and join them but the Ascendants had her flowers and it had Suiteheart and Bast and Hazel and everyone else she cared about- she'd never leave them.

Even if she sometimes thought about stepping away from life a bit.

Idly, she wondered if Lilyspoise was around. She had not heard from her daughter in an extended period of time but had opted to give her space. Bastilleprisoner had taken her memories away for a reason, who was she to infringe upon the desires of her eldest child? She supposed she could just sit and wait for someone to come across her. She really didn't possess any desire to seek anyone out because, well, she was Margaery Mikaelson and still carried with her the slightest of entitlement complexes. She might not be a queen in the political world, but she still fit the description of one in every other realm. "Perhaps I'll find here a much needed distraction," She paused, laying down, "That or a good nap."

At this point, she'd take either.

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