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from a mc that i hope will actually get completified soon:
“Lion’s tooth!” Renly mocks. “Can you believe it? Pulled as if he had too much candy.”
“Renly,” Lord Stark starts.
When Gendry looks over to the younger Stark sister, he recognizes the look on her face from the day at the docks. The prince killed my friend.
Renly’s eyes are watering from recounting the tale. Loras is shaking his head in his wine, amused, like this is all too familiar to him. And Sansa’s biting down so hard she looks like she’s going to break her own jaw.
“Oh look, the pie!” Margaery exclaims. Her arms gesture to the hall doors before she withdraws them all at once and slouches into her seat, brown curls bunching up around her chin.
The outburst is enough for Lord Stark to curb Renly’s attention for a word.
The doors don’t open.
Loras, ever the table companion, simply leans into Gendry’s ear. “There is no pie. That’s just a thing Marg says to relieve the tension.”
