Margaery smiled and nodded slowly. "I'd enjoy that, yes. Could we still see the crypts before we leave as well?"

When Hannibal pulled the chicken from the fire, the pups lifted their heads. Margaery's pup wagged her tail and let out a soft whine. Margaery softly scolded the pup, and she lay her head back down on Margaery's foot. The scent of the chicken made Margaery's mouth begin to water.