It isn't easy

by MathildeM

Set at the end of season 6 - Margaery escaped King's Landing after being burned and scared by the explosion. She is profondely changed and chooses a different path for herself. But the White War is coming and she finds herself riding to Winterfell where she discovers she isn't the only one that changed. disclaimer - i don't own Game of Thrones (...) -the rating may change later on

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I hope this finds you well, and that perhaps you'll find it in your heart to think good of me after all this years. A lot happened for the both of us, events that changed you as it changed me, we both became ghosts somehow along the way, arboring bare scars of our struggles on our souls-

With a heavy sigh, Margaery drops the quill, splashing dots of dark ink on the letter. Gritting her teeth, she crambles the paper in her trembling fist and struggles to take a new breath.

It isn't easy. She knew it wouldn't be. Still, she wants to write it, she needs to. So long she chose not to fallow that particular path, the path where no power awaits for her at the end, the path she wasn't raised to see, to even think of. The path of fairytales and stories for stupide little girls. She wasn't stupide, even as an enfant, she was smart and watchful, and with her grandmother's guiding wisdom, she couldn't be anything else than what she became. A woman, yes, always inferior to men, always at the mercy of their strength, but a woman still. A woman with assets, with cunny mind and a name. A woman who became queen.

She maried three kings and is left with nothing. Most of all, she is tired of wanting, ploting, thinking three moves ahead, all in the name of her family. What of herself then ? For a long time she thought she, too, wanted only power, to honor her House and grow her influence in the world. She wanted it, the throne. She wanted it as much for her family than for herself. Gods, she dreamed of it. Of power. Ruling. Ruling the Seven Kingdoms all for herself and her pupet husband. And then she met her.

Margaery passes her trembling hand in her rough, dry hair, picks up her quill and starts writing again.

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A/N
I'm back !
I'm almost done writing this multichapter fic, so i will post it regularely.
I intend to continue my others stories as well, i just had this pairing i needed to write about, plus i was kind of mourning Clexa in the serie The 100 i finally watched this past fall. The way Lexa dies really disgusted me for a while, i am still a little shocked even now.

Maria and Natasha will have an ending, SoiFon and Yoruichi will have a sequel.
For now, i'm working on Margaery and Sansa.

Enjoy !