Dearest Ser James, I am glad you think me a lady. A queen ought to be, though you may call me as you like. I've found titles mean more when given freely, without request.
As for your disappearance, it is my greatness sadness to hear you found trouble and my greatest joy to learn you return unharmed. You have my condolences and, as always, my company, when you wish it. I'm afraid I cannot bring myself to refuse your offer. In exchange, however, I ask that you allow me to repay your kindness in the future.
I adore your heart. It is charming and bold, much like you.
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I am glad you think me a lady. A queen ought to be, though you may call me as you like. I've found titles mean more when given freely, without request.
As for your disappearance, it is my greatness sadness to hear you found trouble and my greatest joy to learn you return unharmed. You have my condolences and, as always, my company, when you wish it. I'm afraid I cannot bring myself to refuse your offer. In exchange, however, I ask that you allow me to repay your kindness in the future.
I adore your heart. It is charming and bold, much like you.
❤ Margaery.