07-16-2018, 07:04 PM
MARGAERY FOLIE-MIKAELSON
[table][tr][td][/td][td][/td][td][/td][/tr][/table]MAKE ME QUEEN OR
I'LL MAKE YOU BLEED
I'LL MAKE YOU BLEED
As a little girl, love had been a fascinating concept to Margaery.
Through hazy memories she recalled her mother and father weaving tales of their own romance, striking within the heart of their daughter the desire to find the same thing they had- something that was pure, perfect, timeless. She had searched their village for that, running through suitor after suitor with reckless abandon, continuously unimpressed by the men that her father had picked for her. Erlend had always been her best friend and it wasn't until she believed that she was unlovable and would never have a romance as brilliant as her parents' had been, that she realized the one who she was in love with had been at her side all along.
Perhaps that was why it hurt so much to have her ripped away.
They had never gotten as far as they did in this lifetime, each of Suite's incarnations murdered violently by her father before they could even think to truly live together. This time around - as Margaery and Suite - she had acted quickly, and now... now they would forever be immune to her father's wrath, free to live young and in love for the rest of their immortal lives. Such came at a price, she knew, and without thinking about it, she cast a weary glance over at Suiteheart's scar, her stomach twisting as she did. Her fault, that had been her fault.
A voice dragged her from her thoughts, both Suite's scar and the book that rested at her paws forgotten as she fixated her attention upon Roy. [b]"Hello, love," Margaery greeted easily, dismissing her troubles as she permitted a wide smile to come to life upon her face, "Marriage? Well, we certainly do know a lot about that." She permitted Suite to explain her piece, nodding her head every now and again in agreement.
"Suiteheart's favorite flowers are red geraniums. I scattered them all over our old camp, mixing them with roses to add a bit of an effect. She had been the one to ask me out so I figured that I would be the one to propose to her. We both deserved it, gods above we did, and there was never as beautiful a sight than her, smiling, when I asked her. The trick, love, is to make it come from your heart. I presume that both you and Riza have been through an awful lot- make what you have to say to her count. Sometimes, it's the simplest of proposals that mea the most, trust me," Explained the Cosmic General easily, her smile not once wavering, "And oh! If you need any help getting anything together for either the proposal or the marriage, let me know! Planning is my speciality and I'm here to help!"
Through hazy memories she recalled her mother and father weaving tales of their own romance, striking within the heart of their daughter the desire to find the same thing they had- something that was pure, perfect, timeless. She had searched their village for that, running through suitor after suitor with reckless abandon, continuously unimpressed by the men that her father had picked for her. Erlend had always been her best friend and it wasn't until she believed that she was unlovable and would never have a romance as brilliant as her parents' had been, that she realized the one who she was in love with had been at her side all along.
Perhaps that was why it hurt so much to have her ripped away.
They had never gotten as far as they did in this lifetime, each of Suite's incarnations murdered violently by her father before they could even think to truly live together. This time around - as Margaery and Suite - she had acted quickly, and now... now they would forever be immune to her father's wrath, free to live young and in love for the rest of their immortal lives. Such came at a price, she knew, and without thinking about it, she cast a weary glance over at Suiteheart's scar, her stomach twisting as she did. Her fault, that had been her fault.
A voice dragged her from her thoughts, both Suite's scar and the book that rested at her paws forgotten as she fixated her attention upon Roy. [b]"Hello, love," Margaery greeted easily, dismissing her troubles as she permitted a wide smile to come to life upon her face, "Marriage? Well, we certainly do know a lot about that." She permitted Suite to explain her piece, nodding her head every now and again in agreement.
"Suiteheart's favorite flowers are red geraniums. I scattered them all over our old camp, mixing them with roses to add a bit of an effect. She had been the one to ask me out so I figured that I would be the one to propose to her. We both deserved it, gods above we did, and there was never as beautiful a sight than her, smiling, when I asked her. The trick, love, is to make it come from your heart. I presume that both you and Riza have been through an awful lot- make what you have to say to her count. Sometimes, it's the simplest of proposals that mea the most, trust me," Explained the Cosmic General easily, her smile not once wavering, "And oh! If you need any help getting anything together for either the proposal or the marriage, let me know! Planning is my speciality and I'm here to help!"
© MADI
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