[ He was about to select his flowers when a vendor yelling at a customer nearby distracted him. Loras glanced up to see what the commotion was about, and he saw her out of the corner of his eye. At first he thought he must be hallucinating. Too lonely, thinking too much about his family stuck up in stasis, that he was certain his mind was playing tricks on him. Surely he'd know if Margaery were here, wouldn't he?
And yet when he looked again, Loras made eye contact. There was no denying it. At first he felt stunned, and he was certain that he looked it, too. Even as he moved towards her, he couldn't be certain if it wasn't a lingering ghost. ]
Margaery.
[ Saying her name was almost a question. Loras looked torn between smiling and frowning. Standing in front of his sister, looking down at her, there was no question in his mind at all. It was here. She was here. ]
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And yet when he looked again, Loras made eye contact. There was no denying it. At first he felt stunned, and he was certain that he looked it, too. Even as he moved towards her, he couldn't be certain if it wasn't a lingering ghost. ]
Margaery.
[ Saying her name was almost a question. Loras looked torn between smiling and frowning. Standing in front of his sister, looking down at her, there was no question in his mind at all. It was here. She was here. ]