Margaery glanced towards her brother, seeing little assistance in his eyes. Whatever had affronted Renly had managed to sour Loras' mood as well. They didn't speak about the hunt when they returned, only displaying the frustration and anger that had become predictable whenever they dealt with Robb. He wasn't behaving as they wanted, which shouldn't be a shock. He wasn't a Lannister, he wouldn't respond to their insults.
She drained the last of her wine, bracing herself for the coming fight. "My love," Margaery managed to summon what was left of her charm, plastering on a sweet smile. "If the boar is not to your taste, I will send word to the kitchens to bring you something else." Sometimes it was like dealing with a child. Renly and Loras were impulsive, especially around each other. None of it helped by Robb's presence.
"We should not forget that we are speaking to King Robb. We do not wish to cause offense to the North."
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Date: 2016-12-18 02:29 am (UTC)She drained the last of her wine, bracing herself for the coming fight. "My love," Margaery managed to summon what was left of her charm, plastering on a sweet smile. "If the boar is not to your taste, I will send word to the kitchens to bring you something else." Sometimes it was like dealing with a child. Renly and Loras were impulsive, especially around each other. None of it helped by Robb's presence.
"We should not forget that we are speaking to King Robb. We do not wish to cause offense to the North."