Margaery found herself amazed by his feats of strength. She kept her face buried into his neck as he carried her into the castle. Roses didn't do well in the cold. It seemed like forever until she felt the heat of the fire and stirred to life again. Margaery glanced up as he set her down and helped her settle into the seat. She pulled her cloak tighter about her and curled into herself in front of the fire.

"Did you...carry me all that way?" She asked. His strength certainly was impressive.

The pups turned in circles as they entered, and Moanna toddled up to Margaery and yipped playfully, sitting at her feet and squirming in excitement until Margaery reached down and stroked her soft little ears.