dangerous woman [open/treasure]

MARGAERY FOLIE-MIKAELSON

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MAKE ME QUEEN OR
I'LL MAKE YOU BLEED

As large as her collection of belongings was, Margaery still knew almost immediately when something was missing or out of place. She supposed it was some sort of ancient intuition, paws leading her right to the spot on the shelf where one of her necklaces should have been. [b]"Perfect," She hissed lowly to herself, no doubt feeding off the anger that Suiteheart produced through the bond as she turned on a heel and prepared to find and rip apart the thief, "Just perfect." Margaery realized very vaguely that she was being irrational, her connection with Suite essentially pouring more and more gasoline on the fire. At least it brought her to the expansive pile of items, those blue gray eyes of hers narrowing as she quickly found and snatched back the sapphire necklace.

"This was my mother's, love," She extended icily, scanning the piece of of jewelry for any missing stones or kinks in the chain. It passed inspection but still, she was wary. "What are you doing going through other people's stuff? That's so disrespectful," She huffed with a shake of her head,"You should apologize."

© MADI