Olenna and Margaery consider necklace options for her wedding.
"No. No. You're a queen, not an ox." Olenna complains, she moves to pick up one of the necklaces, sentimentally and tells her granddaughter.
"Your grandfather gave me a necklace just like this one for my 51st nameday."
Then she tosses the necklace away, surprising Margaery.
Margaery then says "The wedding is in a fortnight, Grandmother. You can't say no to everything."
"Nonsense." Is the queen of thorns final answer before she turns to the half dozen maids waiting.
"My little dears. Go and speak to the jewelers of King's Landing. Tell them who you are, tell them who sent you. The one who brings me the best necklace will get to keep the next best."
The maids exit, laughing. Olenna turns back to Margaery as they sit.
"The Margaery Tyrell who walks into the sept a fortnight from now will inspire 1,000 songs. Now, how sad it will be if she's wearing rubbish like that." The older Tyrell womam says.
"Perhaps I should just let Joffrey choose it for me. End up with a string of dead sparrow heads around my neck." Margaery says dryly.
Footsteps approach and Brienne enters.
"My word." Olenna says amazed
"My lady. My lady. Please pardon me for interrupting. My name is Brienne of Tarth." The tall woman greets.
"We know who you are. We've heard all about you. But hearing is one thing. Aren't you just marvelous? Absolutely singular." The queen of thorns complements her.
This causes Brienne to look embarrassed.
"I hear you knocked my grandson into the dirt like the silly little boy he is." Olenna says with pride.
Brienne turns to look at the queen to be and asks "My lady, I know this is a very busy time for you, but if I could just have a moment."
Olenna turns to Margaery, intrigued.
"You dare not refuse."
Brienne proceeds to tell Margaery the truth of Renly's death and vows to one day exact revenge on Stannis Baratheon, whom she holds responsible.
They walk past a statue of King Joffrey standing over a dead direwolf, commemorating the victory over the northern rebellion.
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They had arrived to Myr. And Rickon as was delighted as he was hungry. As they enter the city they notice how happy people seem.
"Come. Lets get some food." Osha told Rickon who was walking with her while Shaggydog was walking behind him.
They reached a small tavern where they inteded to eat, but as osha went to ask for food she realized peoplecould not understand her, "hells. Nobody speaks the common tongue" the woman complained.
"Can't we just point to our bellys and they will understand..." Rickon tried, but was interrupted by a woman.
"Westeros?" She said to them. This caused the young Stark boy to smile, but Osha looked at her with a suspicious look, while the direwolf, who had earned many looks from the myrish people snarled at the stranger.
"Yes we're from Westeros, you speak the common tongue" Rickon asked excitedly before Osha could stop him.
But the woman simply shaked her head in a negative way.
She then pulled Osha's arm as if to make her wapk with her.
"Hey what are you doing...." Osha asked confused and upset.
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FIRE AND ICE - ROBB STARK X TARGARYEN OC
FanfictionRhaenya lost everything during the stag's rebellion, her father, her mother, her siblings, her country. Now she plans to come home and take what is hers, but there are lions, stags, krakens and wolves in her way. oc x robb stark. i own nothing but m...
