Margaery Tyrell

You couldn't help but look around, feeling eyes on you, but you couldn't tell where they were. Smiling as you watched your wife play with the children, your hand was on your sword, ready to protect your wife if necessary.

Luckily, after only a few minutes and handing out some bread, you finally make your way through the dirt roads, your guards surrounding you as you walk back to your horses.

She gently squeezes your hand, and pulls it up to her lips to kiss it softly, a blush spreads across your cheeks as you turn your head away. With a laugh, she gets into the carriage, you following after and sitting next to her.

That's when you see them, a person with a cloak and hood drawn up, watching you. They wave at you before slipping through the crowd, and you hoping to never see them again.

This one sucked but I like the gif

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