The thought of Olenna possibly saying something about what she felt they had been doing, troubled Will. He was good at hiding his emotions normally, but he'd never felt like this before and so suddenly too! Would he be able to play it off and remain composed? Watching the way Margaery smiled and laughed, her clothes billowing out and her sweet hair swishing around her bright face, made him doubt that he'd be able to keep poised and proper.

"Oh did you? And this wolf you encountered, did it hunt you down and take you for its own?" Will made a snarling face, yet his smile was still seen behind it. Playfully snapping his teeth close to her face before biting his own bottom lip, looking lost as he stared into her deep, pooling eyes. A deep smile and a sweet sigh, she was so pretty, such a beautiful thing, Will wanted to keep her.

As they came near to the hedge section that leads to the entrance, Will tapered the dance steps off, so to let Margaery's dress and hair settle back down. "You have to be light on your feet when hunting in the snow. My father used to say, that when I was only knee high to a horse, I walked so delicately that you'd think I was walking upon the top of the snow itself." Curling a finger under her chin, and brushing her hair back over a shoulder. Closing his eye instead of kissing her, they were too close to the start of the maze, too close to getting caught.