[Lore] A broken heart

*King's Landing 10th Month B 298 AC (Backdated)*

Margaery charged through the door to her own room, the door slamming behind her as she walked through the doors, the two guards who stood on either side jumping a little as their charge barged through.

She had already pushed aside any thoughts of what the guards would think of her outburst, the fire hot fury of betrayal, heartbrake and every other negative emotion a dust old Maester had once written down in a even dustier old treatise about ladies.

She collapsed upon her bed and screamed into the pillow, muffling the sound for anyone moving past.

The tears that had been welling in her eyes since she had left Myriah's room finally allowed to flow freely. Her white sheeting growing darker.

She looked up, her eyes falling upon the little stuffed butterfly, the one Myriah had given her, and her heart was filled with more hate than ever before.

She grasped it, she took it, she threw it, she screamed.

Her grief so great she hadn't heard the door open

"I HATE YOU" She screamed, the tears flowing from her eyes clouding her vision.

Her grief so great she didn't hear the soft thunk of a stuffed animal hitting the solid chest of a man.

"Sister, do you hate me so you try to kill me with stuffed butterflies?"

"I... Loras" She said running to her brother crashing her arms around him.