Lady Margaery had loved bathing in the Highgarden baths because they have been quite the sight: white marble floors, pools tiled with mosaics, each pool a different color and design, the ceiling and the windows are of stained glass, painting up the bathing area with colorful, almost fairytale-like, bright light, the faucets are made in shape of various mythological creatures and forged of gold, Which was rich and steamy.

She then stripped down, taking her clothing off showing her bare skin, As she was stepping into the bath, the water was lapping over her skin as she settled in the tub, the water wrapping around her like a warm, intimate cocoon. The petals of the flowers bobbed gently on the surface, the soft light reflecting in the ripples.

She took a relaxing sigh feeling a blissful moment in her bath chambers it was after all relazing for her on a nice day like day, "Ah, this always gets so much better than this." She whispered to herself.