Stand right there (open, joining)

MARGAERY FOLIE-MIKAELSON

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MAKE ME QUEEN OR
I'LL MAKE YOU BLEED

For some reason, Margaery felt only the innate desire to defuse the situation as she arrived, a frown tugging quite incessantly upon her chocolate lips as she regarded the trio. The tension appeared to be stemming from Carolina (and in a way, Imperia, though she doubted the girl would make any verbal comments pertaining to the matter) and the Cosmic General could not help but shake her head at her words. Scaring off potential newcomers was the last thing she wanted and Margaery was immensely grateful that Thea still possessed an interest in joining them even after the Agent's rough greeting.

She refused to make a comment herself, not wishing to feed the straining flames. Instead, she brushed away her almost pained expression in favor for a far more gentler one, a smile now dancing upon her face. While it didn't quite reach her eyes, she was sure that that troubled the newcomer none. It was hard to tell that there was anything the matter with Margaery if she simply played her cards right and well, she was always playing her cards right. [b]"Hello, love," She greeted smoothly, "My name is Margaery Mikaelson. Welcome!" Her words were cheery, not at all indicative of the sudden turmoil in her mind as Genevieve attempted to make an appearance. She was desperate for freedom once more but Margaery was determined not to give it to her. Not after last time. Not after the horrible things she had said to Hazel.

"I'll come with you all, if that's alright!" She added, "That is, if you want a tour of course."

© MADI