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[Margaery]

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Margaery would not lie- she approached the figure of Lil with some hesitance and trepidation. After their most recent encounter, she was unsure of where their relationship stood and, undoubtedly hurt, had reasoned to wait until her daughter decided to come around on her own. But her eyes... they were different and, upon hearing the excitement lacing her tone as she called for a 'Miss Margaery' and a 'Miss Suiteheart', she realized halfway what was going on.

There was no anxiety as she came to a halt near Suiteheart (which certainly came as a surprise to Margaery- the presence of any bear had the certain ability of causing the girl a great deal of panic), her stormy blue eyes full of a tender curiosity. [color=#b14767]"Miss Margaery here, to what do I owe such a pleasure?" She inquired gently, a smile- a real one- tugging upon her lips.

This was not Lissa. This was not Lil. And this was definitely not Eli. Then who? Did a fourth soul come to join the party? She had never even heard of that many occupants in one host but, deciding to let the unknown individual explain herself, held her tongue.