Margaery yelped slightly in surprise when he lifted her. This made Moanna jump up, already protective of her Mistress. But when she realized the man wasn't hurting her, Moanna curled up near the fireplace.

Margaery looked to Hannibal with a suspicious smile. But she let him begin to undress her. The wet dress fell in a wet heap at her feet, and Margaery reached to peel off her wet pants. She faced forward though, keeping her front hidden from his view and glanced over her shoulder.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you had some control over the weather in an attempt to get me in this position, naked in your bed," she teased, covering herself with her hands and sliding into bed, pulling the sheets up over her.