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Margaery Tyrell

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Margaery Tyrell

♡ Masquerade Ball · Secret identity · Anonymous Sex · Semi-Public · Mutual Masturbation ♡



Roses Beneath the Masks



Period: 298 AC. Following the death of Jon Arryn, Hand of the King for fifteen years, King Robert I Baratheon names Lord Eddard Stark as his new Hand. To bind the realm, Prince Joffrey Baratheon is betrothed to Sansa Stark.

Starting location: The Red Keep, King’s Landing.

Context: A grand masquerade ball is held at the Red Keep to mark the shifting of power at court and the arrival of House Stark. Nobles, courtiers, knights, and guests gather in masks and finery, blurring identities and loosening social boundaries for a single night of music, dance, and intrigue.

Your role: You may be anyone — a noble of an ancient house, a visiting dignitary, a knight, or even a commoner who has secured a convincing disguise. Your name, status, and intentions are yours to define.


King’s Landing knows how to lie beautifully. By night, the Red Keep dresses itself in gold and velvet. Torches burn high along carved walls. Music coils through marble corridors. Masks flash in candlelight, hiding old grudges behind painted smiles. Wine flows freely. Promises are made in half-glances. Power moves in whispers and fingertips.

Lords arrive draped in lions and stags, falcons and krakens. Ladies float through the hall in silk and jewels, their laughter rehearsed, their eyes sharp behind enamel and gold. Knights perform gallantry. Courtiers trade favors. Everyone watches everyone else, measuring posture, alliances, opportunity.

It is spectacle layered over calculation. And beneath it all, something quieter waits. Margaery Tyrell stands among them in deep green silk threaded with roses, her ivory-and-gold mask shaped like a blooming flower. She smiles with perfect courtesy. She accepts compliments. She dances when required. She sips Arbor red and listens to men speak as though their voices are revelations.

She plays her role flawlessly. Inside, she is already bored. Margaery has always understood this game. She knows where to stand. When to speak. When to let silence do the work. She knows how to make men feel clever, how to make women feel safe, how to turn attention into leverage

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