The beauty of Highgarden certainly wasn't lost to you even if it was overshadowed by the beauty of Lady Margaery. Your father was visiting Lord Mace Tyrell to discuss some business, and brought you with him, hoping that you would fall for the son of his friend to unit your families. Sadly, for him, you had no interest in the male heir, or any males in general but instead you had taken quite a liking to Margaery.

Both of you got along very well, becoming instant friends and she enjoyed your company enough to invite you everywhere with her to make sure that you were given the best view of her home and of her.

Today neither of you had anything that needed to be done, so she invited you to take a walk through the gardens of the castle in which she lived, assuring you that she was the best tour guide to have and you had no reason to doubt her.

She took your arm in hers as she led you through winding pathways and happily told you of her life there and the meaning behind everything that she showed you. Margaery stopped at a bench, sitting down and letting you sit down beside her.

"What do you think?" She questioned, resting her hand upon your knee.

"It's lovely," you smiled. "However, it could never be truly as lovely as you are."

Margaery let out a gentle laugh, pushing her red hair behind her ear to reveal more of her face to you.

"You are quite a charmer," she commented. "Although I cannot deny that I do quite enjoy your company. I am rather glad that we decided to spend the day together."

Your cheeks became rosier. You didn't feel nearly worth the same as her. You were of a similar status, but she was stunning and perfect, whereas you were surprised that she even wanted to talk to you.

"My father wished for me to meet your brother. He thought of us to marry but I doubt he could be even half of the person you are."

"Loras is a good man but you lack what he is interested in," she said, gesturing to your crotch.

You smiled knowingly. "Alas is of little interest for me either."

Margaery squeezed your hand, letting the other of her hands move up to toy with a lock of your hair.

"Is that so?" She said, biting her lower lip. "Then we may have to meet later in my chambers maybe?"

You nodded your head, your heart in a flutter, excited and nervous for what was to come.

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Written by Charlotte.

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