She nodded, knowing Daenerys had caught her small slip regarding Joffrey but she hoped that nothing would be said about it. Margaery did not think so; no one cared much for Joffrey, truly, save for his mother.
Being wed to Joffrey was indeed a sobering thought.
At Daenerys' small laugh, Margaery smiled wider. Perhaps she was breaking through to her and dinner would be without awkwardness of the terrible politeness that seemed to fill every conversation lately. "Perhaps there is. Maybe we should give them a show." With that she hooked her arm into Daenerys' and pulled her along to the gardens where dinner was waiting. She asked for a another place setting and for privacy, and once everyone was gone, she made certain to sit next to Daenerys, not across from her.
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Being wed to Joffrey was indeed a sobering thought.
At Daenerys' small laugh, Margaery smiled wider. Perhaps she was breaking through to her and dinner would be without awkwardness of the terrible politeness that seemed to fill every conversation lately. "Perhaps there is. Maybe we should give them a show." With that she hooked her arm into Daenerys' and pulled her along to the gardens where dinner was waiting. She asked for a another place setting and for privacy, and once everyone was gone, she made certain to sit next to Daenerys, not across from her.
"Isn't this better?"