AND AFTER ALL THIS TIME, I'M STILL INTO YOU / open, cake

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[color=#b14767]"Darling," Margaery began in greeting, the smile touching her lips only finding a way to widen, [color=#b14767]"Thank you." How strange it was to think of all she had done- of all that they had done. This was her third year of life and, though she presented herself as a younger fae simply because of circumstance, she couldn't believe she had survived thus far as brilliantly and terribly as she had. [color=#b14767]"It's okay, really. I don't like cake much anymore anyways," Confessed the chocolate point with a casual shrug of her shoulders. But there was no denying the distant look her expression adapted as she remembered her last attempt at consuming such sweet delicacy- an attempt that almost resulted in her untimely demise.

[color=#b14767]"Please," She said quietly, pushing the plate closer to her wife, [color=#b14767]"Have some for the both of us." Through their bond, she figured she could at least sense Suiteheart enjoying her cake. That'd be enough for her, really it would. [color=#b14767]"Three years of life and two years of marriage. Can you believe that you've been around for about two thirds of my entire existence? Isn't that... crazy?" She inquired, laughing. Life with Suiteheart, though riddled with challenges at times, had been the sweetest and most fulfilling existence Margaery could have ever led.

[color=#b14767]"But I want to celebrate! And I can't if nobody is eating my cake so dig in! I insist!"