Margaery smiled and kissed him back, her body arching into his again. The chill from the storm was all but forgotten now, and the pups were cuddled in a furry little bundle at the foot of the bed. Margaery smiled as she tucked a single curl behind her ear.
"Let us hope the storm does not last long. The sooner we return to Highgarden, the sooner we may be wed."
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"Let us hope the storm does not last long. The sooner we return to Highgarden, the sooner we may be wed."