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"How do you feel about satin?" Margaery's voice drew the blonde girl from her thoughts, causing the younger of the two to lift her head from the book she held in her lap.

The traveling party had stopped at a quaint little inn just off the Kingsroad, and currently the three Tyrell siblings were sitting at one of the many tables, a few of their guards sitting a few tables away. Not that any of the northerners around them appeared as though they wanted to do the party any harm.

"For what?" Adelaide questioned as she lightly closed the cover of her novel, looking curiously at her older sister as she reached for her goblet or water.

The auburn haired girl merely giggled softly, shaking her head. "Your dress." She answered as if it were obvious. "We had better get everything prepared now so there's plenty of time to perfect it."

"My wedding won't be for at least another month, Margaery." The youngest girl answered with a soft sigh, leaning back in her seat. "Possibly longer than that."

"Never to early to prepare." Was all the older girl answered before she returned to her small piece of sweetbread, which she seemed to rather enjoy, occasionally flipping through the pages of her book that was filled with what appeared to be drawings of gowns, causing Adelaide to sigh as she rolled her eyes.

Beside the auburn haired young woman, the youngest Tyrell saw Loras look up at her from his plate, making a face that was seemingly to mock their elder sister. The blonde girl had to hold a hand to her mouth to keep from laughing aloud.

His rouse continued for a few moments before Margaery took notice, the murmurs passing between her siblings finally catching her attention. When she saw the scrunched up look her brother, who was too into his mockery to notice, the woman gasped in shock. And despite the smile slowly spreading across her face, she flipped her hand to the side and smacked Loras lightly in the bicep, causing the three to start laughing.

They sat at the table until last call came, causing the siblings to finally realize how late it truly was. The inn was practically empty by now, with the exception of the few drunken northern men that still demanded more ale, only to be shut down by the waitress who looked sleep deprived and sick of their whining.

"I will see you both in the morrow." The blonde girl sighed as she stood up, holding her shall closer to her chest as she smiled at the two siblings, who were now both hunched over the book where Margaery held her wedding plans.

"Goodnight, dear one." The auburn haired girl. "Dress nice for your betrothed."

"Sleep well, little sister." Loras answered, shooting his sister a smile as he watched her walk over to the staircase in the corner, Olsen following close behind her. He then shook his head and turned back to the book. "She's more naive than she lets on."