#tyrell roses

Olenna- Do you know my son, the Lord of Highgarden?
Sansa- I haven’t had the pleasure.
Olenna- No great pleasure, believe me. Ponderous oaf. His father was an oaf, as well. My husband, the late Lord Luther, he managed to ride off a cliff whilst hawking. They say he was looking up at the sky and paying no mind to where his horse was taking him, and now my son is doing the same. Only this time, he’s riding a lion instead of a horse. And now, I want you to tell me the truth about this royal boy, this Joffrey.
Sansa- I… I…
Olenna- You. You. Who else would know better? We’ve heard some troubling tales. Is there any truth to them? Has this boy mistreated you? Has he ripped out your tongue?
Sansa-Joff…King Joffrey, he.. his Grace is very fair and handsome and is is brave as a lion.
Olenna- Yes, all Lannisters are lions and when a Tyrell farts it smells like a rose. But how kind is he, how clever? Has he a good heart, a gentle heart?
Margaery- I’m to be his wife. I only want to know what that means.
Olenna- Bring me some cheese.
Servant- The cheese will be served after the cakes, my Lady.
Olenna- The cheese will be served when I want it served, and I want it served now. Are you frightened child? No need for that. We’re only women here. Tell us the truth. No harm will come to you.
Sansa- My father always told the truth.
Olenna- Yes, he had that reputation, and they named him traitor and took his head.
Sansa- Joffrey. Joffrey did that. He promised he would be merciful, and he cut my father’s head off. And he said that was mercy. And he took me up on the walls and made me look at it.
Margaery- Go on.
Sansa- I.. I can’t. I never meant.. My father was a traitor, my brother as well. I have traitor’s blood. Please don’t make me say anymore.
Margaery- She’s terrified, Grandmother. Just look at her.
Olenna- Speak freely, child. We will never betray your confidence, I swear it.
Sansa- He’s a monster.
Olenna- Oh, that’s a pity.
Sansa- Please don’t stop the wedding.
Olenna- Ha, have no fear. The Lord Oaf of Highgardens determined that Margaery shall be queen. Even so, we thank you for the truth. Aah, here comes my cheese.

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Joffrey- Please, sit sit. I do apologize, my Lady, Small Council meetings… At what point does it become treason to waste the King’s time? That’s a lovely gown, my Lady.
Cersei- Yes, it suits you perfectly. I imagine you might be rather cold.
Margaery- The climate is a bit more forgiving back in Highgarden, Your Grace.
Joffrey- Shall I have them bring you a shawl, my Lady?
Margaery- I am touched by your concern, Your Grace. Luckily for us Tyrells our blood runs quite warm. Doesn’t it Loras?
Loras-Yes.
Margaery- Loras, isn’t the Queen’s gown magnificent? The fabric, the embroidery, the metal work.. I’ve never seen anything like it.
Cersei- You might find a bit of armor quite useful once you’ve become Queen. Perhaps before. Joffrey tells me you stopped your carriage at Flea Bottom on your way back from the Sept this morning.
Margaery- Yes, I paid a visit to an orphanage the High Septon told me about.
Loras- Margaery does a great deal of work with the poor back in Highgarden.
Margaery- The lowest among us are no different from the highest, if you give them a chance and approach them with an open heart.
Cersei- An open heart is what you’ll get in Flea Bottom if you’re not careful, my dear. Not long ago, we were attacked by a mob there. We had a full compliment of guards. It didn’t stop them. The King barely escaped with his life.
Joffrey- My mother’s always had a penchant for drama. Facts become less and less important to her as she grows older. Our lives were never truly in danger.
Cersei- You’re right, of course. You are your father’s son. We can’t all have a King’s bravery.
Margaery-Hunger turns men into beasts. I’m glad House Tyrell has been able to help in this regard. They tell me a hundred wagons arrive daily now from the Reach. Wheat, barley, apples.. We’ve had a blessed harvest, and of course it’s our duty to assist the capital in time of need.
Joffrey- Well, as Ser Loras said, Lady Margaery has done this sort of charitable work before. I’m sure she knows what she’s doing.
Cersei- I’m sure she does.

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“Bad men wanted to come into the city and do terrible things, but your father stopped them… You should be proud. Under King Joffrey’s leadership, your fathers saved the city. They saved us all. From now on, we’re going to take care of you.”

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Margaery- I want us to be friends. Good friends.
Sansa- That would make me very happy.
Margaery-You must see Highgarden. You’d love it there, I know you would. We have a great masquerade the night of the harvest moon. You should see the costumes. People work on them for months!
Sansa-Uh.. I don’t think the queen would let me leave King’s Landing.
Margaery- The queen regent, you mean? Once I marry Joffrey I’ll be queen. And if you were to marry Loras… Oh! Your place would be at Highgarden wouldn’t it? We would be sisters, you and I. Would you like that?

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Varys- You’ve taken an interest in Sansa Stark.
Olenna- Have I? Because I spoke to her once in this garden and one of your little spies came running to tell you? Why shouldn’t I take an interest? She’s an interesting girl.
Varys- Is she?
Olenna- No. Not particularly, but she’s had an interesting childhood.
Varys- She has, sadly…You’re not the only one who has taken an interest in her.
Olenna-That’s not surprising. She’s a beautiful girl with a famous name.
Varys- Indeed. She’d make a lovely match for the right suitor.
Olenna- I almost feel as if you are about to arrive at the point.
Varys- Littlefinger is not long for the Capital. A confidante has told me that when he goes, Sansa Stark goes with him.
Olenna- And why have you come to me with this matter?
Varys- Littlefinger was born with no lands, no wealth, no armies. He has aquired the first two. How long before he has the army? Perhaps you’ll laugh, but I know him better than most and this is the truth: Littlefinger is one of the most dangerous men in Westeros. If Robb Stark falls, Sansa Stark is the key to the North.
Olenna- And if Littlefinger marries her, he’ll have the key in his pocket.
Varys- Which seems such a shame. Why should a man with such a low reputation steal away such a lovely bride?
Olenna- You must despise him. You’re working so hard to undermine him.
Varys- Actually I rather enjoy him, but he would see this country burn if he could be King of the Ashes.

Tywin- You’re still here.
Cersei- Yes.
Tywin-Why?
Cersei- Did it ever occur to you that I may be the one who deserves your confidence and your trust? Not your sons. Not Jaime or Tyrion, but me. Years and years of lectures on family and legacy. The same lecture, really. Just with tiny tedious variations. Did it ever occur to you that your daughter may be the only one listening to them, living by them? That she might have the most to contribute to your legacy, that you love so much more than your actual children?
Tywin- Alright, contribute.
Cersei- The Tyrells are a problem.
Tywin- The Tyrells helped us defeat Stannis Baratheon. The Tyrells saved your life, your childrens’ lives.
Cersei- Margaery has her claws in Joffrey. She knows how to manipulate him.
Tywin- Good. I wish you knew how to manipulate him. I don’t distrust you because you’re a woman. I distrust you because you’re not as smart as you think you are. You’ve allowed that boy to ride roughshod over you and everyone else in this city.
Cersei- Perhaps you should try stopping him from doing what he likes.
Tywin- I will.

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