The heat had become near oppressive. Margaery had spent her life in the warmth and sun, but there was only so much anyone could take, especially after grueling work. Finnick had pointed her towards the waterfall, and after packing a few things for herself in her basket, she went to join the rest of the villagers that were looking to escape the heat. There was a larger crowd than she expected, but the sight was pleasant to see.

Laying out a towel for herself, Margaery pulled off her dress, leaving only her underclothes. She was quick to pull on a shirt, wanting to not offend anyone's modesty. Dressed for swimming, she sat on the side of the water, dipping her legs in first. The cool feeling was instantaneous, leaving her relieved and delighted. It wasn't the sea, but it was better than simply sweating in her bungalow. There was an eerie beauty to this place and it was in moments like this that she could forget the danger of this world.

Finally, she pushed herself off the shore, diving beneath the surface. She would swim towards the waterfall before returning to the shore to laze under the hot sun.