Leilani had felt fairly confident when she’d arrived at the party in her Margaery Tyrell costume, but as the night wore off and she lost her Loras and her Renly, she started to feel a little silly in such a decadent gown. She loved playing dress up and pretending to be someone else for a night, but it wasn’t like her to pick characters as confident and cunning as Margaery. The first moment she’d been alone, she’d ducked to a table in the corner and pulled out her phone, skimming her Kindle app for scenes with Margaery in the books so she could channel the woman’s poise and confidence when she was inevitably dragged back onto the dance floor... Which seemed that it would be sooner than later, as a shadow crossed her path. “I’m sorry, did I take your table?” she asked sheepishly, glancing up to smile innocently at whoever had approached.
