UNDERNEATH IT ALL, WE'RE JUST SAVAGES | PRIVATE

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Margaery, not recognizing the voice at first, was met with the strong desire to turn quickly around and throw her book right at the intruder. Nobody was supposed to be here, not even Suite... how could she have been so careless to leave the door wide ope- Oh, it was just Pele. The child couldn't disturb anything really and, as odd as it sounded, Margaery felt almost as if she could trust the Fireball with her vast collection of treasure and antiques from times long ago. It was if her mood did a complete one-eighty, a smile blooming upon once frowning lips as she regarded the child. [color=#b14767]"Some of my father's old ramblings. They're not terribly interesting but they're important," She replied quietly.

Suiteheart would most certainly kill her if she revealed the secret of her past to Pele first and yet, that only made her want to do it more. There was so much potential standing right before her and admittedly, Margaery thought that it wouldn't be fair to turn her away now when she'd already discovered her. [color=#b14767]"Here, shut the door. I'd like to show you some things."