Margaery felt guilty, she knew Hannibal was concerned when she didn't play back with him in his banter. But she just...couldn't seem to manage it. In her mind flashed images of Euron's sneering face, and she couldn't get it to stop.

She walked with Hannibal to Aenar's study room. The boy was of course happy to see his parents, and he toddled towards them. He was still young, so missing a few hours of study would do no harm. Margaery took the boy in her arms and hugged him close.

"Hello sweet boy," she smiled as she kissed his cheek. "Shall we get Loerys from Mimi and go have some fun?"

Aenar agreed of course, exclaiming loudly in excitement. Margaery smiled and looked to Hannibal, not wanting him to feel completely shut out. She wasn't trying to put up walls, she really wasn't.