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Margaery read the note Sansa passed her that night at dinner-in the privacy of her room.

Sansa wanted to run away. Margaery read the words again, let it sink in for half a minute and ran to Sansa's room. She couldn't let Sansa leave- not without telling her.

Margaery practically broke Sansa's door knob in her urgency. She flung the door open, entered the room and shut it.

"Don't leave." Spilled out of Margaery's mouth as she saw a frozen Sansa by her bed, a bag in her hand.

"I can't stay, you know that." Sansa murmured. They have to be quiet, someone might overhear.

"At least let me come with you." Margaery's mouth worked before her mind at that moment.

"Tonight?" Sansa asked hopefully and Margaery couldn't believe it was that easy to get Sansa to agree—she had to let her down gently—the plans had shifted and needed changing—

"Tomorrow. The Lannisters are throwing a party. More people will be here, it will be easier to not be noticed." Margaery's mind was already formulating a plan-going too fast. She needed to pull a few strings and make three calls.

"Just one more day." Margaery said.

Sansa nodded and Margaery wanted to ask her what her plan was. But she could tell that the younger girl obviously expected have a plan and tell her about it.

"What was your Halloween costume going to be?" Margaery asked.

"I was going to be a vampire." Sansa told her.

The running away plan must have been recent then, Margaery concluded.

"I'll need to tell my grandmother, I will get a car delivered, and announce tomorrow that I am leaving King's Landing. I'll get you during the party and we'll leave for Highgarden. I'll drive. That way, we have transportation, time to get things together, and money to pull this off. And I might have a wig that might make you look a little less conspicuous. I love your hair, but it's very unique here. It sticks out." Margaery knew it was a bit of a low blow mentioning money. They both had it- but Sansa's was as frozen as her home- and in the hands of Cersei when she made Sansa sign the papers for her to be Sansa's guardian. Sansa hadn't talked to her about it-but that could not have been easy, the Tyrell knew.

"Okay." Sansa agreed. Margaery knew she didn't have a phone- but if she had one, the Lannisters would track it.

"The party starts at six, so I'll come back to get you at seven." Margaery told her. At least Sansa had a clock in her room.

Sansa nodded again. Margaery was about to open the door when Sansa asked, "Why are you doing this?"

"Because I love you." Margaery answered simply, before she shut the door and left.