Margaery had said no secrets, but it didn't behoove them for her grandmother to know what she had commanded the assassins to do. So Margaery kept quiet. She let Hannibal explain as much as he cared to. Olenna didn't look put off by Hannibal's explanation in the slightest. She was happy, to know that the Ironborn scum had paid for hurting her Margaery.

After a long pause she softened and held her arms open to Margaery. The younger Tyrell cried before wrapping her arms around her grandmother and holding her tight. Olenna hugged her granddaughter and gently rubbed her back. "Shhhhh...it's all right child, it's all right. You're home and safe now."

Olenna looked to Hannibal. She could smell moon tea, but wanted to be sure. "You made certain she drank moon tea after her encounter? It won't due to have any remnants of that pirate running about."