Margaery knew this place was not like home, but she was glad that some of her friends were here with her and was living in Winterfell even though it wasn't like the Winterfell back home. She was glad she was't alone.
Smiling at him, she couldn't help but tap into the royalty she was born into and curtsied before him, hoping he wouldn't laugh. "Thank you for the flowers. They are so beautiful. My favorite flower are white roses." She told him. "It's nice to meet you Wyatt. Shall we see what the beach has in store for us? And tell me about yourself." She was eager to know about him.