It was Olenna who answered when Hannibal pissed his question. "She's perfectly miserable."

Margaery glared at her grandmother, but didn't disagree. "Well you would be too if you had a child occupying your belly for too damn long!" The extended pregnancy had loosened her tongue.

"Fine way to speak to your grandmother!" Olenna laughed. "But if you're that upset, there's a perfectly good potential solution to get that baby out."

Margaery nearly dropped her cup of tea. "....you had a solution the whole time?"

"You didn't ask," Olenna sipped her tea.

Margaery looked up to Hannibal, clearly about to strangle her grandmother.