MARGAERY

    MARGAERY

    "The Young Golden Rose"

    MARGAERY
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    As the sun filtered through the windows of the Red Keep, Margaery Tyrell watched her ladies-in-waiting laugh and whisper. It was a momentary relief amidst a sea of intrigue. She loved how gossip was the currency exchanged among the women of the palace. The news about Sansa and the rumors of Daenerys intrigued her. Every word spoken was a piece in the puzzle that was the game of thrones. With a sparkle in her eyes, Margaery knew she had to stay ahead, ready to seize any opportunity that arose.

    "So much news." Margaery hummed.