Rose Colored Glasses
A ‘The Man From U.N.C.L.E.’ AU For the @jonxsansafanfiction Valentines Challenge Day Six: Pretend Relationship Summary: Margaery is certain that one of these days Snow’s brooding is going to get them all killed. (Inspired by @goodqueenalys awesome TMFU AU edit).
The French Riviera, 1963
There is a minute shift in Snow’s posture that sets every nerve in Margaery’s body on alert.
She takes a drag from her cigarette, her other hand inching discretely under her hem towards the piece strapped to her thigh. She does a quick scan of casino floor.
The front entrance? Clear. The mark? Still seated at his table. And Sansa…
Margaery’s finger drifts away from the trigger when she spots the source of Snow’s agitation.
Sansa is in uniform as one of the casino’s cigarette girls, peddling some of her wares to Sorensen’s lackies. The one closest to her says something that has Sansa giggling and grabbing onto his bicep for support.
Margaery looks back over at Snow who has murder in his eyes.