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margaery mikaelson-folie
margaery mikaelson-folie
Margaery did not take well to strangers.
One thousand years of deceit and betrayal had at least taught her that much, her guard up even as she extended a charming smile in the direction of each newcomer, of each visitor. She had been raised a lady after all, her father's prized pearl that he used as a bargaining trick to get what he wanted, ensuring that she was prim and proper and ever the well spoken princess that so many desired. Nobody suspected the girl with the honey-like disposition, nobody looked upon her and believed that her tenderness hid a monster. She knew she was a hypocrite in that regard but didn't care. She had chosen to trust so many strangers in the past, offering up her heart to anyone who showed her even the faintest glimmer of kindness only for a dagger to be sunk into it. Time and time and time again had she so blindly believed in the promises of the unknown - in a better life, when she was more than just a bargaining chip - that she was wary of them now. So wary, and rightfully so. She had been the stranger that took and killed just as much as a stranger had been that to her and as she looked upon this massive beast in all of its familiar glory, she couldn't even begin to deny the feelings of mistrust, of doubt.
Margaery would approach Versailles hesitantly, blue-gray gaze shifting copper as that well-known rush of savagery that indicated Genevieve's too-close presence overwhelmed her for a moment. She knew that this was Vera, dear sweet Vera who she saw as a daughter, and yet, she had changed so much. It had been two days since she last saw the girl, worried sick about her sudden disappearance just as she had Alex's, and it was clear that she returned differently. Hell, that was the statement of the year! Gone was her familiar domesticated form, this beast left in its place, face half-shrouded in a porcelain mask. [color=#b09090]"Vera?" Margaery inquired quietly, a seconds glance shot in the mangled deer she had brought with her, [color=#b09090]"Where did you go? What happened to you love?"
One thousand years of deceit and betrayal had at least taught her that much, her guard up even as she extended a charming smile in the direction of each newcomer, of each visitor. She had been raised a lady after all, her father's prized pearl that he used as a bargaining trick to get what he wanted, ensuring that she was prim and proper and ever the well spoken princess that so many desired. Nobody suspected the girl with the honey-like disposition, nobody looked upon her and believed that her tenderness hid a monster. She knew she was a hypocrite in that regard but didn't care. She had chosen to trust so many strangers in the past, offering up her heart to anyone who showed her even the faintest glimmer of kindness only for a dagger to be sunk into it. Time and time and time again had she so blindly believed in the promises of the unknown - in a better life, when she was more than just a bargaining chip - that she was wary of them now. So wary, and rightfully so. She had been the stranger that took and killed just as much as a stranger had been that to her and as she looked upon this massive beast in all of its familiar glory, she couldn't even begin to deny the feelings of mistrust, of doubt.
Margaery would approach Versailles hesitantly, blue-gray gaze shifting copper as that well-known rush of savagery that indicated Genevieve's too-close presence overwhelmed her for a moment. She knew that this was Vera, dear sweet Vera who she saw as a daughter, and yet, she had changed so much. It had been two days since she last saw the girl, worried sick about her sudden disappearance just as she had Alex's, and it was clear that she returned differently. Hell, that was the statement of the year! Gone was her familiar domesticated form, this beast left in its place, face half-shrouded in a porcelain mask. [color=#b09090]"Vera?" Margaery inquired quietly, a seconds glance shot in the mangled deer she had brought with her, [color=#b09090]"Where did you go? What happened to you love?"
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