Author's Notes: Hello everyone, I am glad that you liked the last chapter, I hope you like this one as well. As always I own nothing.
There would be a feast to celebrate the return of the Tyrell children and Sansa and Sir Massey were to depart the next day to return to Stannis. Sansa did not know how the King was going to react to the news of the Reach going over to the Queen. She found herself hoping that the King would already have received the news so she would not have to be the one to tell him. She put that thought aside for the time being, she was to speak with Margaery before dinner.
She left her tent and headed in the direction of the Tyrell tents. When she came to Margery's tent she saw two knights of Highgarden at the entrance, she was expected though and they parted to allow her entrance. Margaery was sitting on the cot as Sansa entered. She was back in her normal clothing and she had clearly eaten some food and had begun to get her color back. Even so, it was clear that she had been affected by her time in the Faith's hands. She was paler, thinner and there was a slightly battered look to her. Yet when she looked up at Sansa her eyes held the same intelligence and cunning as always and there was no sign of defeat in them.
"Sansa!" She cried, rising to embrace Sansa.
"It is so good to see you!" Sansa returned the embrace.
"It is good to see you as well your Gra…" That was as far as she got before Margery stopped her.
"None of that as soon as possible that shall be put behind me, it will not be an entirely bad thing either. Instead, I shall be Lady of Casterly Rock, better that than a queen to a dying stag." She looked at Sansa and her look became mischievous.
"You never told me, is he dwarf sized down there as well?" Sansa flushed and Margery laughed. She then stopped, stared at Sansa and then laughed again.
"You don't know!? You are an innocent little dear aren't you? Well, I shall just have to find out for myself." Sansa could not speak for a moment, but she was determined not to appear the foolish girl that she had been before.
"Will Sir Loras be alright?" At her words Margaery's expression became concerned.
"I do not know, I really don't. He is the best swordsman in the Seven Kingdom, but his time in that cell…I don't know if he will ever be the same again."
"I hope he recovers." Sansa said simply and she meant it. Margaery's eyes grew hard.
"I intend to do all that I can to help him. Lord Tyrion has asked what I want for a wedding present. I have heard he is liked by the Queen's dragons. I think I shall ask him to feed the High Sparrow to them, it will give me added pleasure as we consummate the marriage." Sansa had no reply to that and they soon parted. As she moved to the entrance of the tent she paused and looked back.
"I may not know about Lord Tyrion's…Size, but I can tell you this, he is kind, far kinder than I thought. He is not the best looking of men, but he is better than most, even if I did not see it at first. He will be good to you." With that she left the tent.
As she made her way through the camp her thoughts were distracted and she did not see where she was going and she ran into someone. As she hastily made her apologizes she gave the other person a good look.
She was a dark-haired woman with a foreign look to her, but it was not this which drew Sansa's eyes. It was the woman's apparel. She was red, identical to Melisandre in every way, right down to the necklace. Another Red Priestess! She tried to cover her surprise, but it was clearly visible to the woman.
"Think nothing of." She said in accented voice. She stared at Sansa with the same level of intensity that Melisandre had.
"So you are the Lady Stark of Winterfell and supporter of the false king."
"False King?"
"Yes, the Lord of Light has declared that Queen Daenerys Targaryen is indeed the one who has been promised." Sansa arched an eyebrow.
"Someone who looks a lot like you declared that King Stannis is the one who is promised."
"You refer to Melisandre. I fear my sister is somewhat misguided. I doubt not that the Lord of Light shall enlighten her to her error soon enough, as I pray you shall as well." With that she turned to go. Before she could leave Sansa called after her.
"I fear that I did not catch your name?"
"I am Kinvara, High Priestess of the Red Temple of Volantis, the Flame of Truth, the Light of Wisdom, and First Servant of the Lord of Light."
Author's Notes: Hey everyone, I hope you like this chapter, a bit short I know but trust me, things are coming. Speaking of which SPOILER WARNING: book readers will understand this one, as far the Ironborn go, I was thinking of having a certain horn make an appearance, what do you think? Now this bit is for everyone, if the High priestess says Danny is the one, what do you think Melisandre will do? Till next time please pray for the victims of the Orlando shooting, those injured and the families of the dead and all the families and victims of terrorist attacks. We have some missing children here in Nevada so please pray for them and all who need prayer. Bye and may Jesus bless you.