Margaery may not have been violated by the Ironborn sailors, but they were rough with her, throwing her about, squeezing her breasts and her ass before she'd been put in the relative safety of Euron's cabin. When the Iron King appeared, Margaery's eyes narrowed as he approached and touched her.
She lashed out, though bound, she tried to bite down on his hand, aiming for his fingers to get him to stop touching her.
"He'll kill you. Hannibal's coming and he'll kill you. Gods help you if I ever get loose, you may not live to see him find me," she threatened. "I have no intention of being your whore or your Salt Wife."
She was Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. She would not be so disrespected.
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She lashed out, though bound, she tried to bite down on his hand, aiming for his fingers to get him to stop touching her.
"He'll kill you. Hannibal's coming and he'll kill you. Gods help you if I ever get loose, you may not live to see him find me," she threatened. "I have no intention of being your whore or your Salt Wife."
She was Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. She would not be so disrespected.