Renly wouldn't stop snickering at her and Margaery got so fed up that she threw her snicker at him when her father wasn't looking. Loras and Olenna snorted as Renly fell into his arms and keened pitifully. When her father turned around Margaery batted her eyes innocently and picked up her snicker to offer it to Loras.
"That wasn't nice Marg," Renly said as Margaery retracted her snicker, "but I do want that snicker. I'll stop."
"Why we're you giggling like a silly girl in the first place," Willas Tyrell asks as he is wheeled away by an airport attendant.
"You'll all see," he grins slyly.
They collect their bags and wait for the girls to finish fixing their makeup in the bathroom. Eventually, Olenna threatens to drag them out if they don't stop spraying perfume in the restroom. Renly grins like a child as watches the Tyrell's fix their clothing.
"Come on! Come on, let's go!" Renly says pushing Loras's back to the automatic doors, Mace Tyrell followed behind and then the rest of the squad, Margaery and Willas being last when they heard horrible shrieking and low cursing.
Margaery took two steps when the automatic doors hissed open and she was hit with a cold worse than her classrooms. She grits her teeth and stumbles back as a gust of wind hits her on the face and she realized how ill-dressed she was for the weather.
"Welcome to Canada and happy holidays!" The attendant winks at Margaery before giving up the reins of Willas and abandoning them to go back inside.
Renly laughed madly and even Olenna Tyrell crackled at her family's expense. "I haven't seen snow in ages, but it's hard to forget how winter felt like. Mace! Renly! Go get the vehicle, I'm going back inside," she orders and Margaery grip the bars of Willas's wheel chair and hurries inside the less cold building. The thin gloves don't protect her from the cold bite of the metal bars.
"This is what you mean when you dress to impress not to be comfortable," Garlan shuffles next to them.
"I sincerely regret dressing like this," she says cheekily as they rush inside and are hit with a more agreeable chilly temperature. "That was an experience. Let's go home."
"We haven't seen the snow yet!" Loras groans. "The roof was blocking all of it and all I saw was ice."
"Loras...you're wearing a sleeveless shirt!" Margaery laughs. "If you go out there again I'm afraid your lips will go blue."
"Renly said it wasn't going to be that cold and to dress lightly. Brienne backed him up."
"So did Jaime Lannister," she points out. She had thought she had dressed snuggly enough but clearly she was wrong. The only ones who were unbothered by the cold was her grandmother and her brother Willas. "Good thing mom didn't come. Oh, I think that's our ride."
Olenna immediately makes them go get a taxi instead of letting her son drive them to their resort. "But mother, it is only lightly snowing."
"Go get one of those taxi vans, son," she rebukes him and Renly nods.
"She's right. Can't tell you how much Cercei hated my brother after we almost crashed," Renly adds. "Canada is pretty wild."
"Snow is water. It'll be like it's sprinkling," he tells them.
"Dad, please. I have a tournament coming up and I don't want to miss it because I'm at the hospital," Loras begs and Mace relents, bracing himself to go back outside.
The drive to the best resort in Canada, ICE, is eventful and the summer flowers couldn't tear their eyes away from the windows, even Loras stared outside and Renly was okay not being the center of attention. Snow blanketed over the whole terrain and Margaery had the deep urge to sink in the white snow. Mace animatedly talked with the driver about all the places to visit in Canada and the wildlife.
"You've never stayed at a better place than ICE resort. The family that runs it are good people," the driver tells them. "Ned Stark is extremely popular. He brought national pride during the winter Olympics.
"I've had the pleasure to meet him. He is refreshingly straightforward," Renly jumps in. "And his home is tall and daunting. You all can thank me now for suggesting here, aye," Renly grins.
"Thank you sweetheart," Loras says sarcastically and wrapped under a thick wool blanket.
"It's not like none of your other ideas has ever backfired," Olenna chirps and Renly pouts but it has no effect on her.
"I withhold any judgement until we get there," Margaery pats Renly's shoulder.
Margaery managed to borrow or as Renly preferred to call it, blackmail him to give her his thicker jacket but the cold bite at her nose when she exited the van and she shivered. The taxi driver helped Willas and Olenna out while the boys grabbed their bags. Margaery craned her neck back and the resort was large and gave the impression of an ice castle.
"Renly, this place is beautiful!" Margaery turns to him and he nods.
"I said his home is scary. He lives a little away from here. We didn't actually stay here but the pictures on the website looked nice," Renly straightens and waves his arm over his head. "Ned Stark and dearest Catelyn, is that you!" He abandons them all and marches ahead where a man with a grave expression and regal woman talked with a boy who looked permanently upset.
The boy's face transitioned from upset to glaring to a cocky smiled that could rival Renly's. Margaery thought the boy's handsome face looked familiar but she couldn't put her finger on it.
"Wonderful, a Greyjoy," Olenna grumbles.
"He's Yara's brother," Margaery suppresses a wince. Their meeting had been brief but it had left a sour impression.
"This is off to a good start," Garlan helps Willas with his crutches after he almost slips.
"Renly," Ned is obviously surprised to see him here. "You're here?"
"I booked us a stay here with my boyfriend and his family. Separate rooms all of us," Renly winks.
"He's told us a many good things about this resort," Mace grins.
"We're happy to have all of you here. Theon, I think someone needed you," Catelyn gestures her head inside and Theon takes the hint.
"Robb! How is he? I can't wait to beat him out in snowboarding once I teach Loras how to," Renly lets the bellboy load their bags.
"Renly, do you kn-" Ned is cut and does not hold back his displeasure at the situation when Stannis Baratheon arrives from his family outing in the city.
A tense quiet falls on them and Margaery breaks it. "Shireen! I haven't seen you in ages!"
Unlike her usual demeanor Shireen brightens and returns the smile. This instantly makes Stannis shoulders droop slightly and both girls move forward to hug each other. After they break their hug Renly dives in and gives her half a hug.
"If it isn't my favorite niece!" Renly says with all honesty. "What a lovely surprise to find you here," he says with a lot less honesty.
"I wanted to build snowmen and make snowflakes," Shireen responds shyly and looks back at her papa.
"How wonderful. I asked my father the same when I was your age and then Renly asked and here we are," Margaery sighs exaggeratedly and it causes Shireen to smile again.
"How about we go inside before Loras contacts hypothermia," Olenna glances at her grandson who is gritting his teeth hard.
"Yes, I remember how awful the cold is for southern first timers," Catelyn suggests and she's wearing jeans and a thick jacket. To Margaery amazement Ned Stark is wearing casual clothing as if it was only a chill that couldn't be bothered to cover up more.
They head inside to the lobby and Loras cries in relief at the warm temperature, Garlan and Willas shudder in relief, Mace goes to the front desk. Olenna, Garlan and Willas go to slink down on the couches. Stannis keeps a civil expression as Catelyn soothes both their egos and Shireen tugs at Margaery's sleeve.
"Margaery! Want to go skiing with me and papa?" She asks and Margaery flinches at going back out again.
"Perhaps another time, sweetling. All I want is to go see the jacuzzi," Margaery apologizes.
"I'll go with you," Garlan offers, always the good sport. "And maybe you can teach me how to ski, princess."
Shireen blushes sweetly. "I don't know how to ski. Sansa and Robb were going to show me today."
"Sansa and Robb have arrived!" Catelyn announces and two extremely attractive redheads appear into view. They're both dressed loosely like Ned Stark and they share some facial similarities but the young female instructor looks like she actually wants to be here and Margaery is having second thoughts about that jacuzzi. "Kids, Shireen is looking forward to learning. Take good care of her."
"Once we're done she and her father will be far better than us," Sansa promises and Shireen grins excitedly. "Renly, so good to see you again," and Margaery's smirk goes up when she sees innocent blue eyes dart from Renly to Loras and then back to Renly. She does what Margaery figures is an approving nod and Renly has the faintest of blushes on his face.
"You've grown up since the last time I saw you. You both have," Renly sighs. "I'm having second thought about racing with Robb or you."
Sansa's eyes lock into Margaery's and Margaery is glad she removed Renly's thick mammoth jacket. She picked out the cutest winter wardrobe at the mall and she hopes Sansa doesn't think her an idiot for underestimating how could it would actually be up north. There's a blush that matches Renly's and Margaery posture becomes more confident.
"We'll have to catch up later. Sir, if you would follow us," Robb says to Renly's older brother.
Renly shouts after them, "We'll be staying a week. Want to have race brother?" Stannis throws an irritated glare as they leave and Margaery spots the struggle to not appear amused that Sansa and Robb are having.
"I remember when Sansa was small," Renly blinks. "How are the rest of your children."
"Growing...Arya fears she's being left behind," Catelyn chuckles and they excuse themselves to attend to other matters.
"How much do the lessons cost?" Margaery asks once she can no longer see the departed party.
"Yes, Robb has blossomed into eye candy marvelously," Renly nods and both Loras and Margaery elbow him. "OW!"
"You have a boyfriend," Loras reminds him.
"I do but Margaery doesn't. I can hook her up as my good deed for the year."
"As much as I'd appreciate it, how about we focus on the younger ginger," Margaery gives them her signature smiles.
"Sansa is a Stark. You won't be able to just bat your eyes and get her into your room," Renly remembers Ned's beautiful sister and how devastated they all were when she left.
"I'm offended by your lack of faith and that you would accuse me of wanting only to lure her into my room," Margaery huffs. "Make it up to me by getting her work schedule and a proper introduction."
"Children," Mace Tyrell comes back with their rooms key card. "Let's settle in and start our vacation."