SINGING MOTHER MARY ★ p, margy

[Margaery]

[glow=BLACK,2,300]▶ MARGAERY FOLIE - tags - THE ASCENDANTS - OBSERVER - SHE/HER- FELINE ◀[/glow]

(dude it came out so good!! & omg i never realized that)

Where Hazel had struggled with a mother who wanted nothing but to control her child's life, Margaery had dealt with one who had seemingly grown tired of her role as a parent. She had never had anything but a negative relationship with Caroline and Niklaus and both of them had abandoned her in favor of their agendas- much more interested in the temptation of darkness than their last child. She had once been considered the result of the unification of good and evil, day and night, light and dark, but after her mother gave into her own selfish desires, she could hardly even carry the last name 'Mikaelson' with any pride much less be her parent's idol daughter.

She had encountered her mother only once after she had been abandoned at the border of her old home and, as a sort of apology, had been offered a collection of journals that helped her none. She didn't want the rationale behind her mother's decisions nor did she want the intricately written stories of her father's 'golden days' as a renowned serial killer. The only members of her family who had even shown her the slightest bit of compassion had been Elijah and Emilia, her aunt and uncle. Though they had only met briefly and once, there was something different about the way they held themselves and more importantly, treated her. Yes, they were monsters, but they commanded the beasts within themselves so gracefully. She had grown to want to be  just like them.

She had vowed to be a better mother than Caroline, taking it upon herself to foster any lost soul who didn't have parents to call their own. Children held a special place in her heart and even when she was gone, replaced by the pure evil that she had inherited from her parents and their parents before them, they managed to ground her and drag her back to reality. Not even Suiteheart had that strong of influence over her.

Smiling gently at Hazel, she nodded in response to her first statement, glad to see that at least the other was alright. Eyes would linger on the spot where she had hit her head for but a moment before falling to meet the other girl's gaze, that smile still gracing her lips. It wasn't until the secret was promised to be kept and Hazel confessed a secret of her own that Margaery's face shifted, resembling concern now, over anything else.

She sensed how uncomfortable such a thing made her though and, desperate to alleviate that even slightly, decided to offer her own history. [color=#b14767]"I used to be a deputy of a clan long ago. There, I lived with Suiteheart and our many, many children. Everything fell apart though and we were caught in the aftermath of it. Things were just so bad that neither of us wanted any reminders of our past. We wanted the future and what that had to offer. We thought ourselves to be newer people too, better people... But I'll confess I'm still not a good person, not like anyone else here is," She rambled quietly, her words adopting a distant tone. She only supplied the bare basics in fear of revealing too much but hoped it had been an adequate diversion from Hazel's own past.

[color=#b14767]"And no, not really. I heard some commotion and came to investigate. What motivated you to do some room rearranging today?"

(also this is kinda hella rushed bc i have to write a 2000 word essay)