[ The fact that she felt the need to taste from his plate and cup was a little surprising, but surprisingly touching, at least as far as Robb was concerned. The idea of poison wasn't completely alien to him, but it wasn't something he'd considered being on the look-out for. Maybe he should have learned more from Joffrey's wedding. Fortunately, nothing untoward had happened and Robb seemed utterly oblivious to the fact that there was a non-zero chance he might have ended up dead tonight if someone had decided to put in the effort. Perhaps he should have been more aware; he already considered the city a pit of snakes. ]
No one has started fighting yet. I'll consider that a victory.
[ It's a joke, meant to cut the tension a little. The tension he was feeling, honestly. Everything was going reasonably well, but it all still felt a little unreal, as if he was going to wake up and this whole thing would be a dream. He settled back in his seat, idly swirling the cup of wine in his hand. He wasn't a heavy drinker, never had been. He was still nursing his second glass. ]
I... think the Stark colors suit you, Margaery. [ He paused and frowned. ]
I can... call you Margaery? Or would you prefer "my lady"? Or "Lady Stark"?
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Date: 2016-10-10 06:03 am (UTC)No one has started fighting yet. I'll consider that a victory.
[ It's a joke, meant to cut the tension a little. The tension he was feeling, honestly. Everything was going reasonably well, but it all still felt a little unreal, as if he was going to wake up and this whole thing would be a dream. He settled back in his seat, idly swirling the cup of wine in his hand. He wasn't a heavy drinker, never had been. He was still nursing his second glass. ]
I... think the Stark colors suit you, Margaery. [ He paused and frowned. ]
I can... call you Margaery? Or would you prefer "my lady"? Or "Lady Stark"?