Despite being a woman, young Tyrell made you her knight, you were better than any man, even if you weren't too tall, you had potential, you were like her little guard dog, always following her everywhere unless you were told otherwise. You had never offered your allegiance to the Tyrells, only to Margaery, but no one cared about that. Now, you were standing in front of her door, listening to how her companions helped her pack, your heart was broken knowing that she had to get married, she doesn't even like men, you had heard many times how she spent nights with women, they had even met. kissed a couple of times, but now he had to get married and put aside his true feelings towards women. You always liked Margaery, but you never did anything else to show it, you were her guard, you couldn't do it. Upon hearing the call you turned gently and looked at him, holding your sword that she had given you, looking neat in the armor, waiting for his instructions. “Dear, could you help me find the last thing I'm missing?”