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[when Jon returns home, he finds a very languid and self-satisfied looking Margaery Tyrell lounged artfully against his door]

Hello, Jon Snow. I think it high time we got to know one another.

Edited 2019-12-10 04:45 (UTC)

[They had talked briefly, but he never thought she would appear at his door (or manage to track him down.) From the little he knew of Margaery from Sansa, it seemed entirely in her character. This would be the sort of woman who could expertly handle the Lannisters and much of the city with her elegant hands.]

No one else is home now, if you want to come in?

[of course she was able to track him down. as for the Lannisters, yes she had managed them until Cersei decided to blow up the Sept of Baelor. curse that old fool, the High Sparrow, for not listening to her]

I would love to, thank you. [she slips off of his door and moves to stand just behind him]

[The house is rather large for just two people (once meant to house three), but it's wide with a number of windows. The back had a garden that he suspected she might like to see, knowing how the Tyrells favored such things. He gave her a small tour of the lower floor before pouring a glass of wine for the both of them.]

You have adjusted better to this place than Sansa or I did.

[she does enjoy the garden very much. she may have enjoyed the power and privilege which being queen conferred, but King's Landing's gardens were so poor and paltry when compared to the gardens at Highgarden]

Well, I've always been...adaptable. These circumstances are strange, but they're remarkably Lannister-free. Always a bonus.

[The garden had been Sansa's project, but he had made an effort to keep things nice, even though he wasn't gifted with green thumbs. That she seemed to like it, it was a compliment to his sister's efforts.]

No, no Lannisters. For a time it was only Daenerys and myself, then Sansa came. Now you. I wasn't sure the city had an interest in the rest of Westeros until now.

[she rather misses having the chance to catch up with Sansa. what few rumors had made it down to King's Landing had her...disquieted, but there was little she could do with Tommen's wretched mother pouring poison in his ears every chance she got]

Well, I don't see why it wouldn't have an interest in us. Most of us are very interesting.

So Sansa told me. You would have to be to survive as long as you did, given the odds. [And she looked more than a little interesting. He could see a number of men being preoccupied with her.]

I should thank you for helping my sister as much as you did.

Ah, but Cersei managed to think the unthinkable. I knew, I knew that something had gone terribly wrong, but that wretched High Sparrow refused to open his ears and listen. Had he listened, I'd have marched my way back to King's Landing and wrung Cersei's neck myself. [she's as intelligent as she is beautiful. if only more people had listened to her]

It was my pleasure. Sansa was delightful, so pretty and kind. [a pause] I had heard some...disturbing rumors of happenings in the North.

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It would have saved us all a great deal of pain and frustration if you had survived. [Though he hated to think how things would have gone if she survived and Daenerys landed on their shores.] The Sparrows seem to have disappeared after the Sept.

[He nodded gravely.]

Ramsay Bolton?

If only because I'd have already murdered Cersei? [she's already planning to take this newfound life, go back to Westeros, and reassert herself, so.

she nods gravely] The one and the same.

Cersei wouldn't be queen and she wouldn't be destroying the Houses of Westeros. [He's not going to tell her about High Garden or what happened there. Somehow breaking that news to her seemed worse than talking about Ramsay.

He shrugged his shoulders.] He's dead.

Instead, I would be queen and you'd find me perhaps a bit more amenable than Cersei. [if she finds out, she'll go into a rage. a very cold, quiet rage, but a rage nonetheless. and she'll never forgive them for letting it happen.

an eyebrow arches] Truly? Well, if even half of what I heard of him was true, it couldn't have happened to a more well-deserving fellow.

I would hope. Cersei didn't seem interested in joining a war that meant the survival of our world. [And while he knew that it was not an easy thing to accept, whether they liked it or not, the dead were coming.] Not without certain guarantees for her own interests. I'd hope you wouldn't be the same.

[Not that he knew Margaery any better, but she had to at least be better than Cersei.]

The credit goes to Sansa for his capture.

[and the eyebrow arches higher] "The survival of our world?" That sounds rather...drastic. May I ask what would cause such a thing? [she wouldn't surrender her throne. not after working so hard to obtain it.

but she would be willing to allow the North its independence without an argument and command the armies of Westeros to its defense]

Does it? Good. But, how?

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