Margaery smiled, giddy and smitten and overwhelmed with happiness. She hadn't felt this way in so long. Margaery was reluctant to let it end. But she knew it had to, so that new memories could be made for them. Raksha followed close behind, silent and obedient as they returned. Each way he spun her and turned her made Margaery smile and grin.

She smirked playfully at Will and pursed her fingers against his finger. "Mmmm, she'll think the truth, I presume. That I encountered a wolf in the maze."

For he was a wolf indeed, and she his willing prey. When he took her in his arms and did the minor dance steps through the maze. "So light on your feet, my lord. We should have a dance of our own before you return North."

Margaery didn't want to think about him leaving. She wanted to savor all the time they had together.