Margaery Gives Sansa Some Experience | By : Dr_Fukgud Category: G through L > Game of Thrones Views: 22462 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Margaery sat with Sansa in the gardens as she wept.
"I'm stupid!" The northern girl cried, "A stupid little girl with stupid dreams who never learns."
Margaery looked at her pityingly, Sansa did not look as beautiful when she was sad. "Come on, Come walk with me." The older girl pulled Sansa onto her feet and they walked into the gardens together.
“I remember the first time I saw you in the throne room. I'd never seen anyone who looked so unhappy. I want very much for you to be happy, Sansa... " Margaery’s heart did a little leap "... and so does my grandmother. You would have been happy at Highgarden. But women in our position must make the best of our circumstances."
"How do I make the best of my circumstances?" Sansa protested, "I have to marry him." She said the last word spitefully.
"Has Lord Tyrion mistreated you?" Margarey Inquired
"No."
"Has he been kind to you?"
"He's tried."
"You don't want him, though?"
"He's a Lannister."
“Far from the worst Lannister, wouldn't you say?”
“I'm sorry. Here I am complaining to you…”
"My son will be king. Sons learn from their mothers, I plan to teach mine a great deal. And your son, if I'm not mistaken, your son might be the Lord of Casterly Rock and the North someday.
"What? My son with him." Sansa, seemed shocked, having not even considered this. “I'll have to-- we'll have to-- If it's the pain you're worried about-- I'm not afraid of the pain. Not after what Joffrey's done to me.”
“What is it, then? He's rather good-looking even with the scar.” Margaery smiled “Especially with the scar.”
“He's a dwarf. And Loras-- Loras.” Sansa sighed
“Some women like tall men.” Margaery began, “Some like short men. Some like hairy men. Some like bald men.Gentle men, rough men, ugly men, pretty men, pretty girls.” Margaery’s heart was racing. “Most women don't know what they like until they've tried it. And, sadly, so many of us get to try so little before we're old and gray. Tyrion may surprise you. From what I've heard, he's quite experienced.”
“And that's a good thing?”
“It can be. We're very complicated, you know. Pleasing us takes practice.”
“How do you know all this? Did your mother teach you?”
“Yes, sweet girl. My mother taught me.” She took Sansa’s arm and steered her through the gardens. It was now or never.
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