Margaery knew that the North was difficult to traverse. So when he spoke of the ease of a raven bringing him lessons, she didn't immediately consider him or his family poor. True enough she knew they were renowned for their craft and exports. Besides, it was hard for anyone to look wealthy when compared to the Tyrells.
When he complimented how she would look in the snow, Margaery couldn't help blushing. "You're too kind in your flattery, Lord Graham, I suspect I would look rather blue in the snow from near-freezing. But I thank you, for your kind thoughts and words." She let her eyes linger for a moment on him as she smiled to him.
Margaery bowed a little and bid him goodbye before leaving to meet her grandmother. She found herself anxious for tea and nearly ran back once she was out of sight. Once she returned to her chambers, Margaery sent a page to the stables to find out what Will was feeding the pups, and for some of that food to be brought to the garden so that she could feed her pup while they took tea. Margaery took the time to primp, fluffing her hair and dabbing herself as well with a slight sweet perfume. Then she went down to the gardens, calling Raksha after her. The pup followed at her heels.
The page soon came for Will and led him to the gardens. Margaery and Olenna were already there, sitting near the bayview. They were talking, though not of anything specific. Raksha was eating the food that had been brought for her. The tea and treats had not yet been brought. Margaery glanced up and smiled broadly when she saw Will. He was dressed so finely and he looked so charming, Margaery felt the heat and color rise in her cheeks. She rose slowly as the page brought him up to their small table.
"Lord Graham, so glad you made it!" She exclaimed. Margaery gestured to Olenna, who was glancing up and down, evaluating Will. "May I present my grandmother, Lady Olenna."
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When he complimented how she would look in the snow, Margaery couldn't help blushing. "You're too kind in your flattery, Lord Graham, I suspect I would look rather blue in the snow from near-freezing. But I thank you, for your kind thoughts and words." She let her eyes linger for a moment on him as she smiled to him.
Margaery bowed a little and bid him goodbye before leaving to meet her grandmother. She found herself anxious for tea and nearly ran back once she was out of sight. Once she returned to her chambers, Margaery sent a page to the stables to find out what Will was feeding the pups, and for some of that food to be brought to the garden so that she could feed her pup while they took tea. Margaery took the time to primp, fluffing her hair and dabbing herself as well with a slight sweet perfume. Then she went down to the gardens, calling Raksha after her. The pup followed at her heels.
The page soon came for Will and led him to the gardens. Margaery and Olenna were already there, sitting near the bayview. They were talking, though not of anything specific. Raksha was eating the food that had been brought for her. The tea and treats had not yet been brought. Margaery glanced up and smiled broadly when she saw Will. He was dressed so finely and he looked so charming, Margaery felt the heat and color rise in her cheeks. She rose slowly as the page brought him up to their small table.
"Lord Graham, so glad you made it!" She exclaimed. Margaery gestured to Olenna, who was glancing up and down, evaluating Will. "May I present my grandmother, Lady Olenna."