Margaery smiled and was genuinely surprised when Will knelt to Olenna. Olenna seemed happy with Will's greeting and gave him a slight nod of approval.
"Glad you could join us, young Lord," Olenna watched him in turn when he knelt and greeted Margaery.
Margaery found herself blushing and a little spellbound when he knelt to her and she felt her hand in his. She felt that intimate way that his thumb caressed her hand, and had to bite the side of her tongue to keep herself from sighing dreamily. She was snapped back to reality when Will offered her the chair. Margaery smiled and nodded quietly, it was her turn to be mute as she sat down in her chair. Until finally she remembered her manners and smiled to him. "Thank you, I'm so glad you were able to join us!"
When Will offered the blanket for Raksha, Margaery smiled and reached to squeeze his hand. That he had made the first contact, she felt a bit better and closer to him, able to make this contact. "How thoughtful, thank you so much, I know she'll love it."
"On that matter," Olenna looked to Margaery pointedly. The younger Tyrell took out a small purse of gold coins, which she handed to Will.
"For my new pup," she insistently pushed the purse into Will's hand. "And you needn't refuse, I won't take no for an answer."
About then the servants arrived with tea and cakes and plates of cheese and cured meats per Olenna's instructions. The queen of thorns demanded only the best. "Help yourself," Margaery gestured for Will to partake of the treats as she took a honey cake for herself.
Again she found herself focused on Will. How his dark curls framed his face and his strong jaw gave such a handsome, rugged look. Then she realized she was staring and took a long sip from her peppermint tea.
"How was your travel from the North? Are the Lannisters treating you with proper hospitality?" Olenna asked.
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"Glad you could join us, young Lord," Olenna watched him in turn when he knelt and greeted Margaery.
Margaery found herself blushing and a little spellbound when he knelt to her and she felt her hand in his. She felt that intimate way that his thumb caressed her hand, and had to bite the side of her tongue to keep herself from sighing dreamily. She was snapped back to reality when Will offered her the chair. Margaery smiled and nodded quietly, it was her turn to be mute as she sat down in her chair. Until finally she remembered her manners and smiled to him. "Thank you, I'm so glad you were able to join us!"
When Will offered the blanket for Raksha, Margaery smiled and reached to squeeze his hand. That he had made the first contact, she felt a bit better and closer to him, able to make this contact. "How thoughtful, thank you so much, I know she'll love it."
"On that matter," Olenna looked to Margaery pointedly. The younger Tyrell took out a small purse of gold coins, which she handed to Will.
"For my new pup," she insistently pushed the purse into Will's hand. "And you needn't refuse, I won't take no for an answer."
About then the servants arrived with tea and cakes and plates of cheese and cured meats per Olenna's instructions. The queen of thorns demanded only the best. "Help yourself," Margaery gestured for Will to partake of the treats as she took a honey cake for herself.
Again she found herself focused on Will. How his dark curls framed his face and his strong jaw gave such a handsome, rugged look. Then she realized she was staring and took a long sip from her peppermint tea.
"How was your travel from the North? Are the Lannisters treating you with proper hospitality?" Olenna asked.
"Not in my opinion," Margaery replied sharply.