Margaery listened carefully and nodded slowly. Her eyes lit as he spoke with such conviction and authority. He was a man who clearly intended to win when he set a plan in motion. Margaery was confident he would win if he set his mind to it.

She found herself even more attracted to him.

Margaery glanced to her empty cup and looked up to him, her dark eyes focused on his again.

"Considering I was married to Renly, you must know my desire," she dropped her voice. "I want to be the Queen. Queen of all Seven Kingdoms. If we are married, will you make a promise to me?"

Margaery leaned in, very close now, her dark eyes alight with passionate fire. "Will you make me Queen? Will you give me such power that even the Dragon Queen will be no match for me?"