Margaery's eyes widened as she lifted her brows and shook her head. "Not that I don't love both of you, my sweet darlings. But I think I shall take a break from the birthing chamber for a time."

She looked up to Hannibal and kissed him back. A thought occurred to her though and she looked concerned. "We should alert the carver - we were expecting only one baby so we have only one crib for two babies." she pointed out.

Reina tugged her father's finger and the smallest smile flashed across her face.