Margaery was slightly confused and a little apprehensive as he opened his tunic. But then he pulled her in close and she buried her face into his neck. The warmth of his skin passed into her and she sighed against him. Again she nodded and kept her face buried against his neck.

She heard the footsteps and tensed against Hannibal. In her logical mind, she knew it was just the guards coming for them. But deep inside she feared that it would be Ramsay's sneering face that broke through the wall of white. So she kept her face buried. Margaery wasn't aware, but she wrapped her fingers around his cloak and kept him close.