Jun 28, 2015
Alive || Edric and Margaery
The afternoons were getting colder. The Stark saying was coming true. With a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, Margaery carefully finished a letter to her grandmother informing her of life at camp. She slipped the note into an envelope and paused. Her thoughts wandered to Edric wondering if he was okay. It was inappropriate for her to see him as she was Queen and he was a bastard. Rumours would start. Margaery hoped he was okay. She would never forgive the crown for harming a good friend. Staring off into the distance, she became more lost in her thoughts.