your majesty, thoughts are the only things that are truly ours in this world. they can be shared but never taken. though, i wonder if your thoughts are still of home or if they have turned elsewhere.
calves gonna be real thicc in those white stockings!!! a real ladies magnet
Home can't help me now, and if I wish to be a testament to the greatness of my family and how they raised me, it's best for me to look forward.
Fortunately, I'm of the opinion that people are the same no matter which kingdom they're from. My steps will only become more certain from here on out, dear well-wisher.
Edited (why did i make ladies possessive) 2025-02-04 18:28 (UTC)
[ there is no response to this - not beyond the grim smirk that Margaery wears as she folds the message and places it on her bedside table, almost unnoticeable against the pitcher of water and various assortment of powders that are meant to help her sleep and heal.
the more the words, the less the meaning. perhaps, in as little as a few months, her well-wisher will have their answer. ]
god bless the servant having to deliver these messages lmao
thoughts are the only things that are truly ours in this world.
they can be shared but never taken.
though, i wonder if your thoughts are still of home or if they have turned elsewhere.
calves gonna be real thicc in those white stockings!!! a real ladies magnet
Fortunately, I'm of the opinion that people are the same no matter which kingdom they're from. My steps will only become more certain from here on out, dear well-wisher.
no subject
words are fleeting.
but we shall see if yours hold any weight or if they're just petals in the wind.
๐
the more the words, the less the meaning. perhaps, in as little as a few months, her well-wisher will have their answer. ]